Luyện nghe bài hát 187

[dr.
that I used to know and sell dope wit'
Listen to how a flow shit,
And let me know what's up and they can on,
Thinkin' the homeys that passed on.
Death row to show you all the game at,
And show you how my label got the that
So wanna see me, and time is money,
But in the p-e-n, yo.
Welcome to viet nam, california.
Ain't a damn thing changed, so let me you.
Every minute you on the west side,
The side, 20 niggers that just died.
Walkin' down the of l.a.
Stay strapped cause niggas bust caps day, yo
The 1-8-7 don't stop, on cops,
So on this gettin' popped, shot,
Droppin' like this and that,
Rat-tat-tat-tat with their caps back.
So when you in the c-p-t.
You catch heat from fuckin' the d-r-e.
I got my on the shit unfolding.
And there gonna be no trippin'
Cause they know the type of that I be holding.
If there's word said,
let my forty-fo' go buck to the head, nigga.

Yeah, and you stop,
it's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
Cause 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop

dogg]
3 and to the 2 and 2 and to the 1,
Head away, sent away, get away got a gun,
And lookin' for the cops who set him up in '86
Now time to put they ass in the mix.
Back on the streets with my and my scars,
Nuts of cavi and I'm headed for the bar.
Scared as a motherfucker, cause I'm out,
But I got to make my green, and plus they all
Follow me, they keep yellin' murder, but it stop,
Until the last nigga you know drop.
Another nigga out, but I doubt that you really give a fuck it's about.
Now, 99 pigs on a with me,
Not a motherfuckin' cop wanna knock me,
A c-o-n-v-i-c-t, the motherfuckin' d-o-g, comin' the l-b-c.
at what the doc brought in,
A chrome 38, a mag, and mack 10
So what you do? (what you wanna do? )
I got the gauge, a uzi and the 22
So if you wanna blast, we can buck 'em
If we stick 'em we stuck 'em so fuck 'em!"

Yeah, and you stop,
Cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop
Yeah, and you stop,
Cause 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop

to a motherfucker face, he fall.
Strong cause he starts to crawl.
I I gots to load the glock again.
Hit 'im with the hollow points and him spin.
it, I had to do this quick.
Grabbed the glock 17, the went click.
to detect, but did not detect perfect
So I creep on that ass, him and drops him.
That ought to from beatin' up blacks,
in his tracks, from a full six pack.
Relax, I'm about to take my respect.
I aimed the twelve straight for his neck.
Boo-yaa! boo-yaa! then I into the wind.
1-8-7 and on again.
Well on, and it's on, and it's on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' desert eagle to motherfuckin' dome
And it's on, and on, and it's on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your dome.
Fuck 'em, buck 'em, if really wanna trip,
Niggas keep hands on your motherfuckin' shit.

Yeah, and you stop,
Cause 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
Cause 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop...