Bullets Whistle Lyrics - Tony Yayo

[Hook:] 

My Bullets whistle like 

And Fly right pass ya dome 

My Bullets whistle like 

A Hundred shots a nigga gone 

My Bullets whistle like 

I got that Typewriter tommy gun just like Capone 

My Bullets like 

6 feet deep another homie gone 

[Verse 1:] 

We Juggle woman and we smuggle them bricks 

New 750 model hug on my dick 

I send a hater hater a postcard from paradise 

The beach sandy that money got the setting right 

No money less stress 

Now all my enemies are in my book of death 

I'm in that Luis Bomber 

Yeah my car is like the stealth bomber 

I see popo I mash when I hit the corner 

Money at the bar raise the global economy 

Global phone leer jet recession don't bother me 

Herme's slippers fat ass cell 

Two sisters I'm so ambitious like pharell 

[Repeat Hook:] 

[Verse 2:] 

I'm far from a legend I'll never be one 

Street hall of fame die with a big gun 

Like E-money my Troy at the sports bar 

I get money and blow it on a sha'pa 

Interscope wanna divide and conquer 

Momma always told me don't trust em 

R.I.P to Derry ... Albert 

To get an education need a 40 cal 'cuz 

Lock your doors and hide your children 

Shortie 13 years old and he dead on linen 

Same day different shit 

[Repeat Hook:] 

[Hook:] 

My Bullets whistle like 

And Fly right pass ya dome