Luyện nghe bài hát 187

[Verse 1: Lud

I hit the club all my ice on
I the lights on
My on me
Who nigga staring at my jewelry
with me
Bang me
We start in the club
If you scared to tote a gun, you hang with me
Run up in yo bitch
them kilos?
Got some bald Mexicans
Shout out my
I knock on a door, shoot him through the peep hole
I knocked a nigga out, what he was mugging me for?
Nun but killers in my squad, don't call up Tito
Young nigga, but is niggas like I'm Debo
They let me in with this pole, they should've searched me at the door
This nigga blood on my shoe, we a nigga in the floor
Say ya love me baby, whats the of that shit?
I don't drink codeine, I ain't with that leaning and
Got a new tool, put a red beam on bitch
Never a bitch, I never bought a ring for a bitch
You gone make me pull up on yo block
Get to
I shoot yo ass, 187 fuck this rap
Tec-9's, AR-15's, and a MAC 10
Im out west, where we gang bang and kidnap
Its in yo house, bitch, since you wanna sneak diss
On the
Twitter
Nigga tweet
9, I run up on yo ass behind
Are ya lackin? hit yo ass in yo spine
Boy Ya Actin, ya get caught in jam, and drop a dime
Bitch was my mans top, while i was hittin her from behind
This that shit, call 4nem, we on that heat shit
Hot
Pull up on yo block, drop shit
We pop
I'm Robbin jeans saggin, i ain't with all of Rocks shit
My come
my gun connect, he bring me stupid Glocks
Stupid
Filled with diamonds
I even know what time it is
[?]
No time to waste, these bullets gone hit yo
Gone me catch a case
nigga with felonies
Couldn't with my OG, she was on section 8
No [?] we pull up on yo
And then kill any
Mini man, Im many man
4nem jump out that van

[Hook: Lud 2x

I fell off in the club some thugs
And the tucked
Heard you want a war with a thug, you ain't enough
I fuck a nigga up, gotta pick him up
She say she wanna with a thug, cause my money up

2: Lud Foe]

You don't wanna get caught in the
Chest of lead, and a head full of heat
with all this twitter beef? we can meet
Give a fuck, see ya on the streets
You run, boa we do this shit for fun
be smart if you go and buy a gun
I got a fucked up attitude, very
Say its beef, now I'm shooting up a
Another murder came down, I'm a
I'm a rapper but don't get this shit
That boy don't use his head, he gone lose
Then i shoot him and bitch with this Uzi
Red everywhere
Bullets flyin
Better run nigga, it
I a nigga door in, shooters on the low end
em up and they shootin
This stupid bitch fool me
We got clips in this bitch to shoot a movie
Cops in my rear view, through the traffic
Kill yo mans, he to testify, catch his ass in traffic
get yo rolls up
Nigga get yo up
wild niggas
They gone bring the up
You gang nigga
You bang nigga
You slang
We hit yo block
We gone out where you hang, Dangling

Lud Foe]

I fell off in the club with thugs
And the semi
Heard you want a war a thug, you ain't hood enough
I fuck a nigga up, gotta pick him up
She say she fuck with a thug, cause my money up