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hilltop hustlers (tn) - where you bound lyrics

[chorus: ?]
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?

[verse 1: ?]
my name is [?], from north memphis, tennessee
i’m hitin’ that f+ckin’ crunk, with [?] family
we knew what we on agree, we tight as a f+ckin’ g
your ana’ with family, we puttin’ you six feet deep
you n+ggas who think they hard, you gon’ make me pull your card
these n+ggas are super shaky, i jump and you make it [?]
[?] that light+green, we deep and we on the scene
we is lookin’ better, without it, when n+ggas try to look at mе

[verse 2: ?]
see, i make her bury that, smokin’ on the [?] and [?]
hundrеd reasons i’m goin’ to make it through the day
i’m prayin’ to my father, help me [?] this [?]
’cause jealous n+ggas all around me, puttin’ them players down
walkin’ around with my head hangin’ down
buster boys hidin’ in my [?], stabbed me in my f+ckin’ back
i’m wonderin’ if i’m goin’ to make it to the t+o+p, n+gga

[verse 4: ?]
hilltop b+tch, on the scene, we lookin’ so f+ckin’ mean
we scopin’ you busters out, they be ridin’ so f+ckin’ [?]
thinkin’ of a masterplan, ain’t no time [?]
load up the glock, time for me to stick ’em up
i faked death on the ground, you b+tches don’t make a sound
don’t make a f+ckin’ sound or i’ll empty the sixty+round
these n+ggas they wanna test us thick, like their motherf+ckin’ d+ck
you b+tches are crazy, you think you can hang with this pimp sh+t

[chorus: ?]
hilltop
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
[verse 5: ?]
[?], comes the n+gga from the mound
little [?] just hit the scene, do all you haters lay it down
blow some [?], [?] smoke that [?] sh+t, [?]
f+ckin’ them sissy b+tches body, leavin’ no evidence [?] remain
keepin’ my [?] as a f+ckin’ surprise
as i [?] mastermind, prepare for the drive+by
vampin’ [?] when i holler, it’s a slaughter for my [?]
too many hoes want test my pimpin’, now it’s time to drop up on
hit me [?], there ain’t no turnin’ back
i’m walkin’ the street with [?] and tryna make a mil’ up off this crack
now it’s time to touch you in [?], it’s in my heart, b+tch
where [?], servin’ n+ggas that wanna drip
grip my glock, stick my clip, put on my mask and watch you slip
be a victim of this homicidal family pistol whip
[?], catch your feelings, suicidal
all you hoes tryin’ keep from the top, but i will hold my title

[verse 6: ?]
i’m chillin’ in [?], where busters [?]
don’t drop any bodies in ditches, leavin’ you b+tches skinny
so [?] swish us up, and roll us some big boy blunts
you b+tches want some of me, so step to the f+ckin’ floor
i’m high as a motherf+cker and i’m walkin’ with hollow tips
so give me my, give me my, [?] f+ck on some
i’ll pop that b+tch anyway, and i hop in the chevrolet
and head back to hilltop, [?] to count all the dividends
[chorus: ?]
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?

[outro: ?]
[?]
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?
n+gga where you bound, nig+, nig+, n+gga where you bound?

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