Luyện nghe bài hát Time For A 187

-Uhhh, niggas fucked up
-Nigga, its time to
-Pass me them nigga
to do a 187
-Its time for a
-If you a G nigga, load shit up

Some got some bad ice cream
short on the gizzo
?? hit the window, gacks out your
I'm goin
can't fase me
If you come up short, niggas bout to read
your final call, I mean your final breath
And when I hit you with that tech i'm to put you to rest
I'm crazy, psycho and
Niggas can't fuck me the set is fuckin cloudy
Lay your ass face on your stomach
You know you dead for fuckin with my
P don't take no
all day I'm breakin bread 24/7
Tryin to get
And lose hoes in the dope game
Cause I be crazy, call me the murder man
Hustler, baller put you in the ?? and call 911 in your
And you
And you call back you dead bitch
You bust up my Chevy now Mr. who you playin
Its time to face
Last fall, last dash, your jump
I'm a let you live,

Its for a 187
I I see the enemy
A 187
I think I see the
will be your last drink
Lets make it a Bloody

Just did a hoot
a homicide
Did a drive-by fuckin from the southside
To Richmond, California niggas give a fuck
But if you come shizzort, you in that black
Get you nose swollen, I mean your neck
When we break you off 44
Face down cause its
Niggas the south keep one up in the chamber
I we Gs
Who you be, set you with
Nigga do you me
If you don't you dead
Ain't no love for cockroaches, roaches get sprayed
And ain't no in my hood cause I'm TRU
See my tattoo, TRU cross my
?? up all night countin drug money
But ready to with my homies
And after the party, again its on G

I'm gone off douja
I I see a roader
That ain't stop me from takin your head off your shoulder
I'm the projects, we live a eye for eye
When you fuck with mine's you die
And name get scratched off the wall bitch
There you go, took a fall trick
If them No Limit don't hit
Than gacks start spittin
You better run the running man
But if you ain't Schwarzenetger, bitch this last game
That beam at your
I don't give a fuck, you can't run from the
I I catch you, you murder
Lying on you back, stuck like a
Got your weaving and waddling
Crying, you scared to die you
You beggin for you
I'm a give you somethin to make you feel