50 Cent - 187 Lyrics

                                                   50 Cent - 187 Lyrics

[50 Cent]

Ey nigga tell em' where you from

Southside, Imma southside

Nigga what

Niggas stunt, you know I tear a nigga up



[Chorus]
They say Im grimey, Im greasy

I make a 187 look easy

F*ck that, I lay my murder game down

Push me nigga, see what Im about



[Verse 1]
I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirt bomb nigga

Sayin' I cant wait till I get a little bigger

Half the niggas jumped me, bumpin' my head

Thinkin' I wish I had a gun I fill a nigga with lead

Took a kitchen knife, Im finna poke me a nigga

Wishin' I had a gun so I could smoke me a nigga

Sold my first five quarter gram pieces in the alley

Where Bizzy had the Bondeville and Kev had the caddy

Now those were the days, where crime really pay

9 milly spray, got the f*ck out the way

The shootout, the shootout

The bricks went fast, robberies went bad, niggas got blast

Niggas kidnap Drew grandpa kid

Came through and shot Ms Leak in the head

Wonder why I got a gun so I can get down for mine

You need that, out on the grind all the time



[Chorus x2]
They say Im grimey, Im greasy

I make a 187 look easy

F*ck that, I lay my murder game down

Push me nigga, see what Im about



[Verse 2]
It was kangos, caselli shades, boombers and corn braids

Do rags on the waist, brass knuckles, switch bladesE-mass to get paid, new shells to get sprayed

Hood rats to get layed, money to get made

Yeah, yeah I had a dream I was rich

Woke up broke, gun in my hand

Sayin' "Damn!" this dope cost 60 a gram

Have to find me a nigga, line me a nigga

And say "Give it up kid, before I put one in ya wig"

Picture me thirsty, ridin' round foamin' out the mouth

Sayin' "I dont get on" Imma lay a nigga out

Now diamonds are beautiful, pearls are precious

I hit ya in ya bitch, both go for ya necklace

Im so wreckless, I play the semi drunk off henny

Wipe your blood off the shines run and sell em to Benny

F*ck with me, ya niggas know Boo Boo get bizzy




[Chorus x2]
They say Im grimey, Im greasy

I make a 187 look easy

F*ck that, I lay my murder game down

Push me nigga, see what Im about



[Verse 3]
I gave Jus a buck 50 ask him If I cut niggas

Shootouts in Bedford ask him If I bucked niggas

Four fifth they call me Boo Boo, the accident baby

Hennysee and Cocaine, those remedies made me

My eyes dont cry, Im a fatherless child

Got my ass whooped in Spotford but never that now

When my name in ya mouth, better watch how you talk

Send yo punk ass to therapy to learn how to walk

I bust a clip Ill hit ya hip

Im taking your shit

Thats how the esse's play, for that s.s.k

Your probably heard through the grape vine, Im good out Watts

Bulletproof shit, cruisin' through the Compton blocks

Im the beast from the east, but I play on the west

In the drop by myself with my gun and my vest

And you niggas best be on your best behaviors

I was bread for this shit, front Im'a blaze ya



[Chorus x2]
They say Im grimey, Im greasy

I make a 187 look easy

F*ck that, I lay my murder game downPush me nigga, see what Im about









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