Hollow Tips Wiseguys (USA) (Ft. The Almighty RSO, G.O.D. Pt. III, Mobb Deep, Tangg The Juice & Ty Nitty)

[Intro: Sample]
Motherfucker don't you know my Glock kick...

[Verse 1]
What? Niggas want more, same shit, different day
Dang on my hip, grip then flip, spittin' spray
Still holdin' down the fort
And slugs I transport to your mental (To your mental), your drama's all dental
Your ruckus all verbal and your heart rate's turbo
I plug you with the snuff, flood your blood and make you gurgle
Blaze up the herbal when my mission's accomplished
And I never do dirt with no snitchin' accomplice
I stay alert like wettin' yo chrome, get dealt with
I melt shit, with two shells in your helmet
Stealth with the belt inflicted, gun gifted
Fuckin' with the twisted MAC devil to get your body lifted

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
The Mobb beat 'em down, stomp 'em out, knock 'em out, move em' out
Leave 'em niggas with much more than just a bloody mouth
And your crew get penetrate, fuckin' with these heavy weights
We infiltrate, don't it feel great to be real a nigga?
Live in action, you lack, stand up with a straight back
Bitch cash, [?] Venice, niggas with big gats
The Infamous, dangerous, RSO contain these kids
Trap 'em up, up against the wall, don't move a fuckin' inch
Take it off extremely fast, hurry up or that's yo ass
Take for [?], get on the floor, up on it for E&J cash
We in the crowd, pushin' through, wild niggas part to see
The war is on, hold me down, eyes on my enemy
Strike fast, tear ass, you niggas is ass, I'll beat your ass
Desert style like my dunns in Hempstead Queensbridge
Quo connect, we come together like a full force
And snap neck, outta respect you best to move trooper