Luyện nghe bài hát 187

[Intro - Saigon 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 you lyrics to say?

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

[Ms.
So do you Slaughterhouse too?

Oh, well, of 'em. (haha)
Strictly I even Joe Budden like (okay)...
He's just a faggot. He's a faggot
But...he can rap, knowhatI'msayin'? The 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 don't know how they
I-I couldn't be close a nigga like that (That's all...)
Yeah, I'm a fan of (Okay)
I'm a fan of Crooked I and I'm a fan of Royce
And you know...I they can rap
But I don't think these motherfuckers can make records youknowwhatI'msayin'?
I don't think there's one song on there we gonna be singin' two years from now

- Man talking]
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 that beef shit, that shit is out
Why is it harder for, peace violence?
Niggas don't know The Art Of War, we roll in
It always got to be that one nigga the loudest
That ain't gon' do no when it's time to be about it
RAAAA RAAAAAA RAAAAA
Fuck outta here that shit
You puttin' way too much passion into wack shit
Put your down nigga, we come in peace
With them AK-47's, we from the
down, shhhh
You so
I know you're at in your career is such a low for you
I it
But this
My daddy me manners
So it's to fly off the handle and talk to cameras
That shit is lame, lames we don't
We wonderin' why the fuck you so
We the streets'll swallow you
Look what powder do
Look at you try to embody what's not really of you
I you
if you chill now
In 5 years I will not ride the McDonald's drive thru and bother you
I'm for fries
it
Chicken
Give me some and sour sauce too and quit your buggin' [gun shot]
I'm above it
I'm too mature for
It smart to go to war for this

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

2]
Got the illest flow because I flow it from my
You said yourself you got The Greatest Never Told
These niggas got the balls to say that I can't no record
But them plaques on my say y'all should read the credit
R dot Montgomery, ghostwriter and for the price
Y'all the rest
Get your doe
Y'all left
Get emo in check
Later them vendettas
your liquor better
Let's some tennis
Go back and forth, who
You will give into a Koch deal from (finished)
Fuck outta here with
your bars up
Your shit is garbage, what you tryin' to knowledge, be honest
your cars up
That little Benz you know is
I'd rather in a remote control Soulja Boy chain
I'm so
I flow with open
Note to leave him floatin' if he spoke your name
why I don't bother nobody
I catch a body all alone cause I ride with nobody
Niggas figure's been put on Craig
Look the prison built
You big up top skinny legs
C'mon Bravo
You with the whole Detroit, chill out
The S.O.B.s without the swing, you to get out
I'm quick to the clip in
Just ask my Crooked
Joey Budden got you niggas

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