Luyện nghe bài hát 187 Ya Yo

50

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

(Drop Shit)

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

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

YAYO:

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

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

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

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

P89 with the silence off
Little clipper sellin' goin' through straws
We got plenty of rap but not on sale
We even got dillingers hold shotgun shells

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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
Yeah and it quit,
It's G-Unit in yo' motherfuckin' ass