Mr. Serv-On

Mr. Serv-On - 5 Hollow Points lyrics

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[Mia X:]

Momma mia got 5 motherfuckin reasons

Why you niggaz shouldnt step 2 no limit

cCick, clat, duck

[Big Ed:]

Big Ed be puttin down like that

I'm on the attack

Hit your block with the tech & flip you like an acrobat

Relax and get done in

No limit got you suckas runnin

Hustlin, tank rollin, feather weight lifting

King of the hill like the pistons

Listen and get hypnotized

Then they'll realize your mobbs tried to hustle with ride surprise

As I analyze fictional rap chart

Niggaz sellin the flea market

As I swell up like Dolly Pardon

Flow like Niagara, floss like dental

Niggas dont get caught up in my detrimentral mental

Alias assassin im blastin ask alot

While tough niggaz talk from Richmond to Ottawa

Lyrical combat but we can jump into realm of bookoo guns

No Limit should be a steel mill

Catacombs when I rush

Explode when my vocals hit the west

KL be droppin the bomb tracks

Like terrorists and anvils

[Fiend]

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Capital F-I- as I live like Incredible Hulk

I love my money in bulks

See im used to the abuse of

Marijuana, smokin coke tryin to reach my quota

Revoking mc's nice as he's

Cause im twice as nice as he's

Its your fears im splittin back they lids

Or the wigs that I live

Die instanly, searchin comin after me

Havent learned nothin in the galaxy as bad as me

Fatalities, all yall gone be casualities

A formality, droppin dead weight rappers like calories

So casually speakin

Like ?? we beaten

But not preaching

The lyrical reaching gone leave you skiing illegally

And I gets my swerve on

With Mr. Serv On

Gettin a helluva spursion

With KL's and Burbons

Definetly get my verse on

Got it changed by a glock

Words that bracing you knot

My shit stay banging like Little Rock

[Kane]

My hustling is sick

Kane & Abel cake makes flips

252 grams be catching ? out each quarter brick

My deliveries obscenity, so niggaz these fightin words

Watch Mr. bill collector Hannibal Lector smoke the herb

2 times 187 equals 374

What the mean im gone leave you and that buster you with stankin on the floor

Hope you got your life insurance

This deadly metomorphosis hollow tips ??

Bringing horror flicks to tricks

Raw flicks couldnt see me, if you were lookin at my picture at the post office

1,2,3 bitch im G, thats in gangstafied

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde got no friends P keep the world homely and homicide

My style cant stop it

Got a gat lets drop it

Nice, strictly ice im precise like fuckin fiber optics

Hennessy got me tested

Cut that mask like Wayne Gretsky

Soldiers man desert eagle in my hand keep em' ?? like Dissy Gillepsie

Top cops couldnt arrest me

Niggaz who the best be

This no limit soldiers runnin on the tank

Nigga got no time to think

Bustin on you niggaz yall stink

I got my shank

The Puerto Rican leave them tweekin

Missles heat seaking

Niggaz that couldnt stop me got your amplifier peakin

[Abel:]

Niggaz is fake

I piss on you face at your wake (fucking bastard)

Spary paint this shit aint over on your casket

Preacher man steady sayin thou shall not kill

I wonder if he was there when they killed my nigga Clarence at the hotel

In the city of fiends, young niggaz die often

Get your hustle in hell, I left an ounce in your coffin

Young niggaz gettin touched with AK's early in the moring

Catch a glimpse of the devil when he dance in New Orleans

Hollow shots make a nigga check in before his curfew

Disrespect me ill hurt you, pass the blunts in a circle

[Mr. Serv On:]

Dolly dolly dip

Wich one of you niggaz want this last and final hollow tip (none)

For real from mr bitch killer money maker hoe stacker

Stackin more green than the Packers

Nigga jack a Regal rider

Have you bubblin on your saliva like Hannibal Lector

Step up in the sector

UPT aint the drives

Hit you between your eyes

Crack your bitch thighs

Mr. cap peller

Smile into the eyes of your candy dealer

Big wheeler

Stackin more diamonds that the steelers

Bringing more noise that the Cowboys

Can chop in it like Dennis the born Menace

Dont say a fuckin thang until im finished

And even then respect my blessing

I'll make Allen Iverson adress me as the real question

And niggaz know me when I come through

So if im not screaming TRU (T-R-U) nigga im ready to bang at you and you

So fell this hollow tip and get what you get

Mr. gangsta shit

Mr. B-a-v-g-a-t-e

Mr. S-e-r uh v

For all you bitch niggaz

You understand niggaz you ready to feel this trigger

So step up and feel this lesson from the last and final hollow tip

Thats what you get, some gangsta shit

[Mia:]

I tried to told yall aint want heard me

So anybody out there think that they ready

Lyrically or Physically

I have one question

Can we please get into some gangsta shit

This is mama mia the biggest

Signing off with my tank dawgs

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