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lirik lagu hilltop hustlers (tn) - where you bound, part 2

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[verse 1: lil tec]
certified sample of p, when i hit the scene
all them hoes k!llin’ me, there gonna be no doubt
’cause i’m no [?], buckin’ b~tches down, while i drown
why you wanna hate me, i want you hate me
f~ck all you wannabes, mouth is served
when you ducktapin’ that trizzick boys
busters be talkin’ this sh~t, i’m losin’ my patience here in that flaugin’ noid
time up, popped him in the truck, to the scene, once again
it’s [?] all about a b~tch, so buck from the hood
white dealer with a mask, two glocks and a clip in the pistol grip
too crunk for thе ‘9~7 outlaw, [?] on you funky hoes
lil tec out for the ‘9~7, like i was sayin’ manе, f~ck them hoes

[verse 2: lil blue]
runnin’ through the cops, [?], go to jail
no joke these shakers wanna take us down
’cause that’s slang, coke for a livin’
penitentiary rebound, man lil blue, he will never be found
keep plenty rocks in my sock, on the block
with the tec c~cked, n~ggas flock, they will drop, i don’t give a f~ck
keep a b~tch, wanna chill, keep a b~tch up her money, gon’ get that sh~t
keep plenty money in my pockets for a bank
gotta dank when i shank, call me n~gga that’s a gank
better lay it down, i’m spittin’ rounds
hollowpoints, you motherf~ckin’ fools
so, what’s up, let’s get buck
n~ggas in the game don’t give a f~ck
that’s my sh~t, in this clique
beat a n~gga bad, with them fists
on my syst, with my test, boomin’ them rocks, i’m in my vest
ever cut loose, i’ma [?] with the tec
them bad n~ggas, gonna jab, from the smoke of the tec
when i got this stang to my hand, i’ll become a masked man
lil blue, take your stand
[chorus: ?]
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (what?)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (what?)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (say what)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (huh?)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (what?)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (say what)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound ([?], b~tch)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (represent)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound

[verse 3: ?]
suckers, i’m [?] two busters, we shot [?] f~ck
all you hoes that be talkin’ that sh~t
n~ggas for realer, my dead~end, pull trigger
your life it will end, so don’t f~ck with my clique
creepin’ like deep, and [?] hades we creep
chokin’ you out of there, put you to sleep
kidnap your women, she watchin’ tv
callin’ your house and they askin’ for cheese
as i be threatened, i picked out thirteen
why those real n~ggas be lookin’ so mean
you can’t be fiends, if you run i’ll be high
’cause i’ll be smokin’ on them as i cream
smoke on the back while i’m chiefin’ the vapers
so n~ggas don’t ask can you hit this five blunt
busters can’t stop, when i, 2~0~1 pop ’em
’cause real n~ggas don’t be like rollin’ big junts
as i be chokin’ on big boys from smokin’
believe me, we smokin’ so pure and so fire
as i’m inhalin’ this riefer, i’m smellin’ my eye
’cause that’s burnin’, the bud in my eye
smokin’ and chokin’ on chiefin’ the riefer
while players sit back and then get stabbed
these n~ggas they yellin’, i’m comfortably tellin’ these n~ggas
the piece of our blackened mouth
[verse 4: ?]
i started to rush in but twelve~gauge blowed
i thought that it was, it creeped through my cut
i [?] where i dwell, [?]
i stay in the territory full of smoke
i’m [?], smokin’ [?]
[?], can be petty
[?]
we got k!llers, miniature dealers, and i got [?] father, [?]
throw when i test, get some respect, represent [?] club
[?] out of my head
f~ck where you live, i’m takin’ your [?]
and all of your money, you whistin’ up dead
where you bound is where i hang, we real n~ggas, we like to bank
i’m tellin’ you, no you can’t f~ck with the clique
there’s a crime in my head and you [?] to steal
b~tch, breakin’ you n~ggas [?] my head
’cause i’m f~ckin’ you n~ggas, i’m on the top
[?], you dumpin’ this sh~t, show we thick under hood with no fear
f~ckin’ motherf~ckers n~gga, [?] gotta give it to them
twelve~gauge pump, put a hole in your chest
n~ggas [?] dope, gotta put her six feet deep
n~gga, now you know, how you layin’ so [?]
b~tch, i don’t give a f~ck about this sh~t
i will cl!ck and then give it to my n~gga for the earrings
[?] money, i bought
[?] chevy, eleven you thought
call the motherf~ckin’ s~e~g’s in the city streets
i’ll be sellin’ your diamonds, you don’t know
’cause i whipped this sh~t all at night
i’m a late night villain, n~gga
how the f~ck you’d figure, i won’t make it, b~tch
[chorus: ?]
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (what?)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (what?)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (crunk)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (f~ck you bound)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (get it crunk)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (gangster live)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound (get it crunk)
where you bound n~gga, n~gga where you bound ([?])

[verse 5: j~mack]
as i grip to my glock, i feel no stoppin’ to k!ll and rob
i’m masked and drinkin’ coke, so buster go duck or dodge
i popped the hollow tips up in my clip and c~cked the trigger back
creep on a b~tch, whoop on a trick, pull up your nuts, scope and jack
mask on my face, as i slip my yalk into your mouth
n~ggas they [?] on players, evergreen in my brain, i’m scr~pped
jackin’ no n~ggas, they smackin’ on b~tches
they runnin’ this sh~t, while the glock, it be cl!ckin’
they poppin’, then droppin’ your body for sprung
the [?] i know, when i’m grippin’ my chrome
n~ggas, them busters be lookin’, they scopin’
but i do not buy this sh~t, ’cause i’m j~mack
and they mackin’ they eatin’ for b~tches, they stackin’
they walk on with cheese, and their pockets they packin’
hole to your motherf~ckin’ skull, [?], kinda bail for your ass
send a [?], when they catchin’ these [?] in the grave
kickin’ with them motherf~ckin’ n~ggas, how’d you figure?
that this n~gga [?] jackin’ them down for my [?]
[?], [?], trick a n~gga with a rope
tell a trick it ain’t no love, when you kickin’ on the stain
how the f~ck you figure, that’s [?] trigger
when i got some motherf~cker, lay ’em glued to a truck
pullin’ my yalk, put a hole in your mouth
we buddha junt just to make sure that you sprung
i creeped through the night, [?] pay you
they don’t forgive us, don’t drop on your knees
the shadow is nothin’, don’t question reality
when you find out gangsters livin’ your dream

[chorus: ?]
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga (n~gga)
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga (bound n~gga)
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga (evergreen)
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga (smoke the city baby)
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga (the male b~tch)
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga (evergreen fools)
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga (outlaw)
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga ([?])
where you bound n~gga, where you bound n~gga ([?])


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