Hell Houndz 1

Everybody know that Cali come to collect He gon' boom on the net, you will come to respect One little side step and I'll leave you to death It'd be futile to stay boy the cumulative rates, I'm as good as they get Off to success no i don't come for sex But i will come for necks when i give you your last, Cali be the new breath Of refresh in your chest never envy the less I just shoot for the best and aim for what's next I spit it like a chopper but I don't got a TEC Create new flows but y'all just go fetch F*ck praying to GOD I'm busy being blessed Police be pressed to test cuz I'm sus, but they vexed, perplexed that I ain't got no sess I'm a beast to the bone, rage in my veins, running through my DNA Better put that in my pack, take that Put that on my tab, break that Lay you on the slab and watch how i carry the track yea Put that on my back, and put your ass to the ground Out for blood imma hound this my fucking dog pound Bitch I'll bark up the tree, never ever let em breathe Never let em sleep never let em eat till they feel my energy Im a hundred men in one: Cali Centipede Leave em all speckled and checkered in blood till they finally king me Till they finally bring me to the gates of heaven Eleven plus 2 how unlucky of me to buck up at HE even tho he really be hmmm G O D that's me C. Ali Re-Ally don't make no difference to me Im still spliffin the weed Burn the trees all over the seas and feeling the wind and the breeze yea Feeling the beat in my ears Tryna write a rhyme wit your tears I'm all of your fears, and generally i am way more better than thee, you're smellerbee Will never match my en-e-r gy you might as well just Put that in my pack, take that Put that on my tab, break that Lay you on the slab and look how I'm just carrying the track yea Put that on my back, and put your ass to the ground Oh nah they ain't ready Im like that spillage in your village Like a Tyler to your business You're the Gwinnett I'm the Guinness I be running wit gorillas Stuffing bitches wit my fillings Don't be getting in your feelings cuz i am the best pickings While you in the back flipping, boy you're finished You're diminished and I really shouldn't be grinning Cuz to me this all a scrimmage I'm just enjoying this, f*ck what you heard bout me being inglorious I'm not endearing What you should fearing is me tearing you apart little by little And cooking that ass up throw you on the griddle Sizzle in the pot and make that kettle pop See them juices dribble bit em in the middle I be eating em up and spitting em out I don't be feeling em up i kill em all now Missing em now has got me all sentimental Tryna get on whatever's got you going mental Put that in my pack, take that Put that on my tab, break that Lay you on the slab and look how i just carried the track yea Put that on my back, and put your ass in the muhthafucking dirt Y'all can't f*ck with them hell bound hounds YUH