Song Lyrics
trippin and flippin as soon they get out
Now peep my creep i keep the reefer smoke all up inside me, buckin them coppas down
Yell out 187 and blast, then comin to pull your whole card, don t make me go in my trench
Feeling good dip hollow point tip, if your a busta niggas gone have fun witcha
i reach for the gauge and mash
I guess you got ta suffer, slangin yayo
bang some brains
Step and you catchin some buck shots, you feelin around for the bone yard to, pop to tha chest how does it feel
know we willing and able
Never come again, now gotta get sent
And nigga we peel caps, we bailin we thuggin we lookin like crooks Double, niggas up to no good
187 you re caught in a murder, creepin on your homicide
Now gotta get sent, watch me fold ya
Know we willing and able, cleveland browns
Nigga ya got me bent, on none but a slug all up in the territory Glock, now gotta get sent
Time to bless some souls, you better be ready for this thug style
nigga ya got me bent
feeling good dip hollow point tip
hunt my victims on a mission
slangin yayo
187 you re caught in a murder, rollin with ruthless bitch betta check my label
Swang them thangs, tryin to get my serve on
Nigga beware cuz here come the clair, split em koolaid hats
You better be ready for this thug style, i reach for the gauge and mash
Thuggin off with the graveyard shift, when the scandalous niggas set up