Luyện nghe bài hát 187

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

[Verse 1 - 50
I was a snotty nose, nappy head, nigga
Sayin I wait till I get a little bigger
Half the niggas jumped me, my head
Thinkin' I wish I had a gun I a nigga with lead
a kitchen knife, Im finna poke me a nigga
Wishin' I had a gun so I smoke me a nigga
Sold my first five quarter gram in the alley
Where Bizzy had the Bondeville and Kev had the
Now those were the days, where really pay
9 spray, got the fuck out the way
The shootout, the
The bricks went fast, went bad, niggas got blast
Niggas kidnap granpa kid
through and shot Ms Leak in the head
Wonder why I got a gun so I can get down for
You that, out on the grind all the time

- 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
Push me nigga, see Im about

2 - 50 Cent]
It was kangos, caselli shades, and corn brades
Do rags on the waist, knuckles, switch blades
E-mass to get paid, new shells to get
rats to get layed, money to get made
Yeah, yeah I had a I was rich
Woke up broke, gun in my
"Damn!" this dope 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, round foamin' out the mouth
Sayin' "I dont get on" Im'a lay a out
Now diamonds are beautiful, pearls are
I hit ya in ya bitch, go for ya necklace
Im so wreckless, I play the drunk off henny
Wipe your blood off the run and sell em to Benny
Fuck with me, ya know Boo Boo get bizzy

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

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

[Verse 3 - 50
I Jus a buck 50 ask him If I cut niggas
Shootouts in Bedford ask him If I bucked
Four fifth call me Boo Boo, the accident baby
Hennysee and Cocaine, those made me
My dont cry, Im a fatherless child
Got my ass in Spotford but never that now
When my name in ya mouth, better watch how you
yo punk ass to therapy to learn how to walk
I a clip Ill hit ya hip
Im take shit
how the esse's play, for that s.s.k
Your probably heard through the grape vine, Im good out
shit, cruisin' through the Compton blocks
Im the beast from the east, but I on the west
In the drop by myself with my gun and my
And you niggas best be on your best
I was bread for this shit, front blaze ya

[Chorus - 50
say Im grimey, Im greasy
I a 187 look easy
Fuck that, I lay my murder 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