Luyện nghe bài hát 187

Chorus - 50
They say Im grimey, Im
I make a 187 easy
that, I lay my murder game down
Push me nigga, see Im about

[Verse 1 - 50
I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirtbomb
Sayin I cant wait I get a little bigger
the niggas jumped me, bumpin' my head
Thinkin' I wish I had a gun I a nigga with lead
Took a kitchen knife, Im finna poke me a
I had a gun so I could smoke me a nigga
Sold my first five quarter pieces in the alley
Where had the Bondeville and Kev had the caddy
Now those were the days, where crime pay
9 spray, got the fuck out the way
The shootout, the
The bricks went fast, went bad, niggas got blast
Niggas kidnap Drew kid
Came through and shot Ms in the head
Wonder why I got a gun so I can get for mine
You need that, out on the all the time

[Chorus - 50
They say Im grimey, Im
I a 187 look easy
that, I lay my murder game down
Push me nigga, see Im about

They say Im grimey, Im
I make a 187 easy
Fuck that, I lay my murder down
Push me nigga, see Im about

2 - 50 Cent]
It was kangos, caselli shades, boombers and brades
Do rags on the waist, knuckles, switch blades
to get paid, new shells to get sprayed
Hood rats to get layed, money to get
Yeah, yeah I had a I was rich
Woke up broke, gun in my
Sayin' "Damn!" this cost 60 a gram
Have to find me a nigga, line me a
And say "Give it up kid, I put one in ya wig"
Picture me thirsty, ridin' round out the mouth
Sayin' "I dont get on" Im'a lay a out
Now diamonds are beautiful, are precious
I hit ya in ya bitch, both go for ya
Im so wreckless, I play the semi off henny
Wipe your blood off the shines run and sell em to
Fuck with me, ya niggas know Boo Boo get

- 50 Cent]
They say Im grimey, Im
I a 187 look easy
Fuck that, I lay my murder down
me nigga, see what Im about

They say Im grimey, Im
I a 187 look easy
Fuck that, I lay my game down
me nigga, see what Im about

[Verse 3 - 50
I gave Jus a buck 50 ask him If I cut
Shootouts in Bedford ask him If I bucked
fifth they call me Boo Boo, the accident baby
Hennysee and Cocaine, those made me
My eyes dont cry, Im a child
Got my ass whooped in Spotford but that now
my name in ya mouth, better watch how you talk
Send yo ass to therapy to learn how to walk
I a clip Ill hit ya hip
Im your shit
Thats how the play, for that s.s.k
Your probably through the grape vine, Im good out Watts
Bulletproof shit, cruisin' through the Compton
Im the from the east, but I play on the west
In the drop by myself with my gun and my
And you best be on your best behaviours
I was bread for this shit, front Im'a ya

- 50 Cent]
They say Im grimey, Im
I make a 187 look
Fuck that, I lay my murder down
Push me nigga, see what Im

They say Im grimey, Im
I make a 187 easy
Fuck that, I lay my murder game
me nigga, see what Im about