Luyện nghe bài hát 187 Ya Yo

50

G G G G G-Unit. 50 Cent Tony Yayo (yeah)

(Drop Shit)

Yeah and it stop,
I do a 187 on yo' motherfuckin
Yeah and it quit,
It's G-Unit in yo' ass bitch

and it don't stop,
I do a 187 on yo' block
Yeah and it quit,
It's in yo' motherfuckin' ass bitch

TONY

They say things will happen to those who wait
stuck in the game still slingin' weight
None of that's yo' life ten in the brown
For XL six or seven fo'

seats is hot but Italian leather is better
And with camera's in the nigga cars costs cheddar
I'm on first class with flying cooks
'cause my verse nice when they flyin' hooks

Now im weed-o in Beverly Hills
Some bad hoes in the Montreal
Next it's the new Hummer
Stash box the llama drive through in the blue data bomba

Heaven or Hell will prevail I'm a goner
'cause I Eat up Like Hannibal and Dahma
I'm the one out, and last one on the corner
life is a hustle any day you be a goner

P89 with the silence off
Little sellin' spitballs goin' through straws
We got plenty of rap sheets but not on
We even got dillingers that shotgun shells

rappers is talkin' 'bout bricks in they rhymes
You never did shit but some Mickey Mouse
I don't respect it my work is never watered
So on the I get more checks than Nike town

Swingin' 31 Money's I been on the
Since nigga's did the snake man in the walk
When I was 15 I didn't want no workin
I worked the all night, servin' niggers

Listen nigga, We live like Italians in
I got CO's cell phones to my cell
Get in the game, niggas out to get you
Fill you ass up with led yo' ass to a pencil

I out with the Ruger rapid fire
I had you on the run like Omar on the
I'm the only rapper you that stay on the run
I'm the only rapper you know that stay a gun

I'm a OG's love to hate
'cause I got old school put away in a safe
You can me in the hood where that dope and coke at
Or you can me in cali in the Hollywood throwback

I'm a bail jumper, you know them fish pumper
Fuck wong he gon' catch me on the corner
make poor attacks, homie ya owe me
You wanna rap we can battle for yo' see rollie

I begin in a mansion stripin' the
The bathroom's so far you gotta in a bottle
There's too many Indians and not chiefs
Why you buy all the if you ain't got enough peeps

The I spit will cause an all out riot
In my new 4 fifth will cause a tip die
Im the type to tie up lady, gun butt your baby
Im the mob nigga fuck you pay me

Im'a hide my assets, and
Make a quick 20 mil and vanish in air
I've finished my now its time to cop
And meet that lady at the baggie spot

I Need 12
And 58
'cause I got 8
And they all gon' wait
50

Yeah and it stop,
I do a 187 on yo' block
Yeah and it quit,
G-Unit in yo' motherfuckin' ass bitch

Yeah and it stop,
I do a 187 on yo' block
Yeah and it quit,
It's G-Unit in yo' motherfuckin' ass