Luyện nghe bài hát 187

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

[Verse 1 - 50
I was a nose, nappy head, dirtbomb nigga
I cant wait till I get a little bigger
Half the niggas jumped me, bumpin' my
Thinkin' I wish I had a gun I fill a nigga lead
a kitchen knife, Im finna poke me a nigga
Wishin' I had a gun so I could smoke me a
Sold my first five quarter gram pieces in the
Bizzy had the Bondeville and Kev had the caddy
Now those were the days, crime really pay
9 milly spray, got the out the way
The shootout, the
The went fast, robberies went bad, niggas got blast
kidnap Drew granpa kid
Came and shot Ms Leak in the head
Wonder why I got a gun so I can get down for
You need that, out on the all the time

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

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

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

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

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

[Verse 3 - 50
I gave Jus a 50 ask him If I cut niggas
Shootouts in ask him If I bucked niggas
Four fifth they call me Boo Boo, the baby
Hennysee and Cocaine, remedies made me
My eyes cry, Im a fatherless child
Got my ass in Spotford but never that now
When my 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
how the esse's play, for that s.s.k
Your probably heard through the grape vine, Im out Watts
Bulletproof shit, cruisin' through the Compton
Im the beast from the east, but I on the west
In the drop by with my gun and my vest
And you niggas be on your best behaviours
I was bread for this shit, front blaze ya

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

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