Luyện nghe bài hát Time For A 187

-Uhhh, than fucked up
-Nigga, its to roll
-Pass me them chasers
to do a 187
-Its for a murder
-If you a G nigga, your shit up

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

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

did a hoot ride
Meaning a
Did a drive-by fuckin them the southside
To Richmond, niggas don't give a fuck
But if you come shizzort, you in that truck
Get you nose swollen, I mean neck broken
we break you off that 44
Face down its danger
from the south keep one up in the chamber
I we Gs
Who you be, what set you
do you know me
If you than you dead
no love for cockroaches, cause roaches get sprayed
And ain't no in my hood cause I'm TRU
See my tattoo, TRU cross my
Eyes ?? up all night countin money
But ready to with my homies
And the party, once again its on G

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