Hollow Points by DJ Squeeky (Ft. Criminal Manne, OW7LAW, RedBoss (Rapper) & Thugsta)
Hollow Points by DJ Squeeky (Ft. Criminal Manne, OW7LAW, RedBoss (Rapper) & Thugsta)

Hollow Points

DJ Squeeky & Criminal Manne & OW7LAW & Thugsta & RedBoss (Rapper)

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Hollow Points by DJ Squeeky (Ft. Criminal Manne, OW7LAW, RedBoss (Rapper) & Thugsta)

Release Date
Sat Jan 01 1994
Performed by
DJ SqueekyCriminal Manne & OW7LAW & Thugsta & RedBoss (Rapper)
Produced by
DJ Squeeky
Writed by
DJ Squeeky & Criminal Manne & OW7LAW & RedBoss (Rapper) & Thugsta

Hollow Points Lyrics

[Chorus: Dr. Dre]
Forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four, forty-four, forty-four, forty-four
Forty-four, forty-four, forty-four

[Verse 1: Red Boss]
Cooler than a cucumber, chillin' on the witness stand
Prosecuter throwin' shit at me but fuck that lemon, 'cause I ain't carin'
Did nobody seen a goddamn thing, 'cause that's the way I played it
All that educated shit them niggas be talkin', they can save it
'Cause the bottom line? I won't do time, think I'm lyin'? Test this P
My lawyer can fuck with the judge all she want but the ho better not try and fuck with me
Ain't just about a bitch, that tryflin' snitch, jump 'cross the fuckin' bitch
Finna tell the judge and jury all my motherfuckin' shit
But then they fucked up 'cause they broke and took a recess
And yo, this recess is gonna be longer than a bitch expects
I caught her slippin', go up to the water fountain, caught her ass with a pistol to the left
Hit the bitch so hard, she couldn't yell 'cause she was out of breath
So check this, a decent proposal, ho, I know you told 'cause it's written all over your face
Pulled out my .44, say goodbye to the ho, hollow point bullets they'll solve this case

[Chorus: Dr. Dre]
Forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four, forty-four, forty-four, forty-four
Forty-four, forty-four, forty-four

[Verse 2: Criminal Manne]
Standin' on the track, kickin' back with my folk
Sellin' that dope, runnin' through the cut with them motherfuckin' rocks under my nuts
Servin' fiends, after fiends, makin' that green, 'bout my hustle
Another pimpin' nigga from the hood gettin' bucked in the game, not layin' like some of you busters
Watchin' my back, day and night, still upon my P's and Q's
Gotta get my serve on, jone, I'm a player, fool
Constantly watchin' these lemons go
Constantly watchin' these hoes ho
But me, I sit back on the track like a mack and boom my yay, sometimes I smoke
Smoke, smoke, I had to smoke a bitch
Try to break bad and vamp with my shit
Chase 'em through the alley he's runnin', just a junkie that's gone with my motherfuckin' bricks
Fucked 'em up right around the corner, met that trick infront of his face
Smacked 'em, beat the shit outta him and pulled my pistol, let the hollow points spray
As I was leavin' the scene I saw this bitch and the ho mane, though
Sad, he kinda lost, though, they can't hear me, though, meet my .44

[Chorus: Dr. Dre]
Forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four, forty-four, forty-four, forty-four
Forty-four, forty-four, forty-four

[Verse 3: Outlaw]
These bitches, these snitchin' bitches, no love for 'em
The .45 packin' the hollow points for these snitches
Bucked 'em, bucked 'em, busters
Break out the yalk, load that ho, aim and let this thizzang rip
Dropped that fool like a timebomb, send this snitch on a one-way trip
Adiós, bitch, catch up with your kind six feet deep
Outlaw 'bout his honeycomb, stangin' these geeks, put 'em to sleep
Squealin' get's you nothin' but a slug plugged in your ass
Stupizzid trizznicks tellin' my business, I got's to blast
I snuff you, buck you, plug you, tuck you deep down in my fuckin' trunk
Ball to the Mississippi bridges, slang that slippin' lame-ass punk
Runnin' your pussy liquor, nigga, makes the Outlaw click on you hoes
Suckers, you busters are slaw-ass fuckers, then become victims of my tone
Like my nigga Syl, you see I'm down with that mob-type shit
Lil' Corb in the house for the 9-4, kickin' it with the thug clique
Forty-four ways to stop your snitchin', comin' at your shit
You thinkin' of traitin'?
Think again, bitch, I got them hollow tips

[Chorus: Dr. Dre]
Forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four, forty-four, forty-four, forty-four
Forty-four, forty-four, forty-four

[Verse 4: Thugsta & Criminal Manne]
Chiefin' on a black jack, full of that fire indo
Sittin' in a four-corner room with a bunch of money hungry niggaros
Niggas that I knew, but one that I didn't recognize
Penny loafers, slack polo shirt, wearin' a press disguise, fuck it (Get him)
Back to business, meanin', money had to be made, you dig?
(Grab my mag'), and my tone, time to play the stick-up, kid
(Early, early, gather 'round, that's just how the plan goes)
The nigga that we finna hit got a mean lick, if theres any interferes, they blast them hoes
Baby Jane beat them jones (They meet us down by the river)
Huh, little did he know, mane, that this might be his last deliver
Later on about, uhh, 3:15, to be exact
Lookin' for the lemon-ass nigga peepin' out the tent, lay low in the Fleetwood 'Lac
Saw him, got 'em, took 'em for his cheese
Remember that fat bitch had to run like a bitch, cock my shit, *gunshots*
Thank you hollow tips

[Chorus: Dr. Dre]
Forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches
Fourty-forty-four got the hollow points for the snitches

Hollow Points Q&A

Who wrote Hollow Points's ?

Hollow Points was written by DJ Squeeky & Criminal Manne & OW7LAW & RedBoss (Rapper) & Thugsta.

Who produced Hollow Points's ?

Hollow Points was produced by DJ Squeeky.

When did DJ Squeeky release Hollow Points?

DJ Squeeky released Hollow Points on Sat Jan 01 1994.

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