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 your up

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

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

Just did a ride
Meaning a
Did a drive-by them from the southside
To Richmond, California niggas don't a fuck
But if you come shizzort, you in black truck
Get you nose swollen, I mean your neck
When we you off that 44
Face down cause its
from 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
no love for cockroaches, cause roaches get sprayed
And ain't no bitch in my cause I'm TRU
See my tattoo, TRU my stomach
Eyes ?? up all night drug money
But ready to roll with my
And after the party, again its on G

I'm gone off that
I think I see a
That ain't gone stop me from your head off your shoulder
I'm from the projects, we a eye for eye
When you fuck mine's you gotta die
And your name get scratched off the bitch
There you go, just took a fall
If them No Limit don't hit
Than them gacks spittin
You run like the running man
But if you ain't Schwarzenetger, this your last game
That beam at forehead
I don't give a fuck, you can't run from the
I when I catch you, you
on you back, stuck like a turtle
Got your weaving and waddling
Crying, you to die you slobbin
You beggin for you
I'm a you somethin to make you feel alright