Luyện nghe bài hát 187 Ya Yo

50

G G G G G-Unit. 50 nigga 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' motherfuckin' ass

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

TONY

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

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

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

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

P89 with the silence off
Little clipper spitballs goin' through straws
We got of rap sheets but not on sale
We even got dillingers that hold shells

These rappers is 'bout bricks in they rhymes
You never did but some Mickey Mouse crimes
I don't respect it my work is never down
So on the first I get more checks than Nike

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 strip all night, servin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

Im'a hide my assets, and
Make a 20 mil and vanish in thin air
finished my work now its time to cop
And meet that Chinese lady at the baggie

I Need 12
And 58
I got 8 sales
And they all wait motherfucka
50

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

and it don't stop,
I do a 187 on yo' motherfuckin
and it don't quit,
It's G-Unit in yo' motherfuckin' ass