Luyện nghe bài hát 187

[Verse 1: Lud

I hit the with all my ice on
I the lights on
My on me
Who this nigga staring at my
Gang me
with me
We shooting in the club
If you scared to tote a gun, you can't with me
Run up in yo house
Where kilos?
Got some bald headed
out my Migos
I knock on a nigga door, shoot him through the hole
I knocked a nigga out, what he was mugging me for?
Nun but in my squad, don't make call up Tito
Young nigga, but is throwing niggas like I'm
They ain't let me in with this pole, they should've searched me at the
This nigga on my shoe, we stumped a nigga in the floor
Say ya love me baby, the meanin of that shit?
I don't drink codeine, I ain't that leaning and shit
Got a new tool, put a red on that bitch
Never wife a bitch, I bought a ring for a bitch
You make me pull up on yo motherfuckin block
Get to
I shoot yo ass, 187 fuck rap shit
Tec-9's, AR-15's, and a MAC 10
Im out west, where we gang and kidnap shit
Its in yo house, bitch, since you wanna sneak diss
On the
Twitter
Nigga tweet
9, I run up on yo ass from
Are ya bullets hit yo ass in yo spine
Boy Ya Actin, ya get caught in jam, and drop a dime
Bitch was givin my mans top, while i was hittin her from
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 tooley
Call my gun connect, he me stupid Glocks
watch
Filled with stupid
I dont even know time it is
[?]
No time to waste, these bullets hit yo face
make me catch a case
Young with felonies
stay with my OG, she was on section 8
No [?] we up on yo block
And then kill any
Mini man, Im yelling man
jump out that mini van

[Hook: Lud 2x

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

[Verse 2: Lud

You wanna get caught in the street
Chest full of lead, and a head full of
Whats with all this twitter we can meet
Give a fuck, imma see ya on the
You better run, boa we do shit for fun
You'd be if you go and buy a gun
I got a fucked up attitude, rude
Say its beef, now I'm shooting up a
murder came down, I'm a fool
I'm a but don't get this shit confused
That boy don't use his head, he gone lose
Then i shoot him and bitch with this Uzi
Red Beams
flyin everywhere
Better run nigga, it
I a nigga door in, shooters on the low end
Call em up and they
This stupid bitch tryna me
We got clips in this bitch to shoot a movie
Cops in my view, flushing through the traffic
Kill yo mans, he tried to testify, catch his ass in
Nigga get yo up
Nigga get yo up
Young niggas
They bring the poles up
You gang nigga
You bang nigga
You dont
We gone hit yo
We gone out where you hang, Dangling

[Hook: Lud

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