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50 cent – flight 187 lyrics

“flight 187”

[intro:]
till the day you die… if your one of the poor ones you just got to work hard

[chorus:]
i’m on flight 187
187
departure from the hood
destination h-ll or heaven
187
187
departure from the hood
destination h-ll or heaven
i’m a rida
say i’m a rida
i’m a rida
say i’m rida
i’m a rida
say i’m a rida
i’m a rida
say i’m a rida

[verse 1:]
they putting presure on me son now they want me to snap
end up like x and whitney in my mansion smokin crack
i’m paranoid i’m feeling like n-gg-s is tryna get me
forget the kids i’m shavin off my f-cking head like britney
man dre won’t mix my reconds now i need to talk to jimmy
i’m falling back in my old ways i’m riding with the semi
who’s calling me it’s chris he’s on the other line with diddy
but i don’t want to talk right now my day is goin sh-tty
why j rockin that erclie look isnt he from marcy?
they say hes growin dreads and hes talking like a yatti
man everything is changing i don’t understand a thing
i guess this is that bullsh-t that all the money brings

[verse 2:]
my baby mama boyfriend like to talk like he can hurt me
i’m laughin cause she kissed him in the mouth and gave him herpes
that just makes him one of 50 n-gg-s want to murk me
n-gg-s found my truck and broke it up out there in jersey
you can ask my son he’ll tell ya my dads f-cking crazy
she filled his head with sh-t and now i think he f-cking hates me
shady didn’t invent me but a star is what he made me
i’ll blow your f-cking mind out if i told you what he paid me
he gave me all the pills he had left that why i’m so high
it makes me feel so good now that i’m not so scared to die
i wish a n-gg- would i dare a mothaf-cka try
you get at me and you can kiss your black -ss goodbye

[verse 3:]
my lawyers all contained as every month i give them stacks
them pigs they want a semi if i murder like macks
man i wasn’t the shooter i was never on the scene
so if they do forensics then they will know it wasn’t me
there’s no need for a lie dictor i ain’t sayin sh-t
the more you talk the higher chances you’re doin a bid
today i read the paper and it said tru life caught a case
they said they found the victim with a knife stuck in his face
i spoke to michael vick i told him i’m happy he home
you tell them crackers sorry n-gg- then you get back on
when dogs are fighting in the hood n-body gives a f-ck
so you can back and shake it on the field to show them what’s up

- 50 cent lyrics

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