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hilltop hustlers (tn) - where you bound, part 2 كلمات أغنية

[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 ([?])

- hilltop hustlers tn

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