Luyện nghe bài hát 187

[Intro - interview on Ms. Drama TV]

[Ms.
So did you give OJ th-the to say in that particular song?

For his No, he wrote his own lyrics. But...I'm not...

[Ms.
Did he give you lyrics to

No, but at the same it's like, and we just havin' fun with it
I'm not gonna, go, try to be super scientifical, lyrical,
I'm not Slaught-I'm not a of Slaughterhouse

[Ms.
So do you co-sign Slaughterhouse

Oh, well, of 'em. (haha)
Strictly I even Joe Budden like (okay)...
just a faggot. He's a fuckin' faggot
But...he can rap, The rest of like...
my NIGGA. He not gonna just start something (So how...)
He's not just say, "Damn, I need attention.
So let me just pick on for attention."

[Ms.
And they're close though.

are close.

[Ms.
But ho-how do you think all get each other's back?

I don't know. I know how they close
I-I couldn't be close with a nigga like (That's all...)
Yeah, I'm a fan of (Okay)
I'm a fan of Crooked I and I'm a great fan of
And you know...I they can rap
But I just think these motherfuckers can make records youknowwhatI'msayin'?
I think there's one song on there that we gonna be singin' two years from now

[Sample - Man
From the say born...till the day you die
If one of the poor one's you just gotta work hard

1]
My is laid out
Fuck beef shit, that shit is played out
Why is it for, peace over violence?
don't know The Art Of War, we roll in silence
It always got to be that one nigga that's the
That ain't gon' do no poppin' when it's to be about it
RAAAA RAAAA RAAAAA
Fuck outta here that shit
You puttin' way too much passion into that shit
Put your dukes down nigga, we come in
With AK-47's, we from the streets
down, shhhh
You so
I know where you're at in your career is a low for you
I it
But understand
My taught me manners
So it's to fly off the handle and talk to cameras
That shit is lame, we don't respect
We why the fuck you so upset
We know the streets'll you
what that powder do
Look at you try to embody what's not really of you
I you
That if you now
In 5 years I will not ride through the McDonald's thru and bother you
I'm for fries
it
Chicken
Give me some sweet and sour sauce too and your buggin' [gun shot]
I'm above it
I'm too mature for
It ain't to go to war for this

Cause I'm a
I'm that 187
I'm a rider
I'm that 187
You not a
Not about 187
You not a
[gun [shots]
187

2]
Got the illest flow I flow it from my soul
You said you got The Greatest Story Never Told
These niggas got the to say that I can't write no record
But plaques on my wall say y'all should read the credit
R dot Montgomery, and for the right price
Y'all know the
Get doe biters
goin' left
Get emo in check
Later with vendettas
Handle your liquor
Let's some tennis
Go and forth, who winnin'?
You give into a Koch deal away from (finished)
Fuck here with that
Step bars up
Your shit is garbage, what you to kick knowledge, be honest
Step your up
little Benz you know is lame
I'd rather ride in a control Soulja Boy chain
I'm so
I with open flame
Note to self: him floatin' if he spoke your name
That's why I don't bother
I catch a body all alone I don't ride with nobody
Niggas figure's been put on Jenny
what the prison built
You big up top skinny legs
C'mon Johnny
You fuckin' with the Detroit, chill out
The S.O.B.s the swing, you needs to get out
I'm to stick the clip in
Just ask my Crooked
Budden got you niggas trippin'

Cause I'm a
I'm about 187
Cause I'm a
I'm that 187
You not a
Not that 187
You not a
clocks] [shots]
187