Luyện nghe bài hát 187 On A Hook

I'ma let it be known that im with the force so you know its on
oil my cause i got murder in my blood and in my chromosone
for the fact i tek none pack a gun in my dang a lang
that nigga that nigga that gang bang no never that nigga claim
im a nigga eating Jesus brains
i got the evil in my muthafuckin and in my muthafuckin veins
my black to creep,
momma told a muthafucka be dead in a week
so what? load me like a (12 5???) sale,
the dank takin dead body's to the blood bank
and while i em up proper
i got them swallowing in my heart stopper
POP! POP! the trigga fiend, the spleen
plus the barrel on my nine, lookin plus
that nigga that nigga that them mothafuckas back
i got you fiendin for a nigga like you fiend for
cause its like that (mo wiggita a nigga get might packed???)
cause in the 4 you know never know you better gat back
so niggas know us brothas go out like that
sellin my momma the crack, yo back cause(You know i had to gat ya)
Chorus: 4X
187 on a nigga nigga
You I had 2 Gat Ya

Yeah, your death,
that nigga siccness
to sick this, foo
that nigga rips
(??? look at that nigga ) siccness drops
and as my trigga Pop! Pop! Pop!
that niggas be ducking the buck shot
see, fuck it the gun drops, you know its in a hoes cock
so there it goes, not the average
the killa, (???a rabies)
dealin that nigga maybe killin that nigga that way
mothafuckas ain't shit to me
white nigga, trigga cracks every mothafuckas back
in a day, fools used to get they squabs on
the blood deuce nine creep mobb zone
runnin a mothafucka like a pittbull, loadin up that tool
but stealin on muthafuckas like a
let no, other muthafuckas yo hood
half the mothafuckas niggas like wood
got locked up with they cock up, some other niggas
but my niggas had enough heart to blast though
now the duece ain't like 86
i'm solo, might as well see me on a
the duece for age, baby killin
for the funk right back, cause (You I had to gat ya)


same ol fool, that deep load, what up
no doubt who runs the muthafucka
cause every cut i drop is like a muthafuckin (course??)
(???) why i make so many corpse
cause when they hear that that nigga that siccness drop
my millimeter goes Pop!
my going to creep them,
nightmare creeper millimeter
lock up, main corpse, spirit your
got niggaz niggaz, just because im rappin insane
something a manson mind, my nigga triple six
(i got em doing a dance of mine)
leavin em only one to die and niggaz wanna used a glock
niggaz wanna go to heaven but don't want to get down
yeah, with my 38
i got niggaz to me tryin to grab me for the hella hoes
lettin loose like Antonio
a oozie and im kickin em with a 12 guage nots and em
Ah, psycho like mind (sprice?) six
brotha lynch, rippin his off up the crucifix
and when i grab my 9 gun, point it to your back
cause i don't how to act so (You know I had 2 Gat Ya)
2X
(You I had 2 Gat Ya)