50 cent - 187 lyrics
chorus – 50 cent]
they say im grimey, im greasy
i make a 187 look easy
f-ck that, i lay my murder game down
push me n-gg-, see what im about
[verse 1 – 50 cent]
i was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirtbomb n-gg-
sayin i cant wait till i get a little bigger
half the n-gg-s jumped me, b-mpin’ my head
thinkin’ i wish i had a gun i fill a n-gg- with lead
took a kitchen knife, im finna poke me a n-gg-
wishin’ i had a gun so i could smoke me a n-gg-
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, n-gg-s got blast
n-gg-s kidnap drew granpa 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 – 50 cent]
they say im grimey, im greasy
i make a 187 look easy
f-ck that, i lay my murder game down
push me n-gg-, see what im about
they say im grimey, im greasy
i make a 187 look easy
f-ck that, i lay my murder game down
push me n-gg-, see what im about
[verse 2 – 50 cent]
it was kangos, caselli shades, boombers and corn brades
do rags on the waist, br-ss knuckles, switch blades
e-m-ss to get paid, new sh-lls 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’ “d-mn!” this dope cost 60 a gram
have to find me a n-gg-, line me a n-gg-
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” im’a lay a n-gg- out
now diamonds are beautiful, pearls are precious
i hit ya in ya b-tch, 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 n-gg-s know boo boo get bizzy
[chorus – 50 cent]
they say im grimey, im greasy
i make a 187 look easy
f-ck that, i lay my murder game down
push me n-gg-, see what im about
they say im grimey, im greasy
i make a 187 look easy
f-ck that, i lay my murder game down
push me n-gg-, see what im about
[verse 3 – 50 cent]
i gave jus a buck 50 ask him if i cut n-gg-s
shootouts in bedford ask him if i bucked n-gg-s
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 -ss whooped in spotford but never that now
when my name in ya mouth, better watch how you talk
send yo punk -ss to therapy to learn how to walk
i bust a clip ill hit ya hip
im take your sh-t
thats how the esse’s play, for that s.s.k
your probably heard through the grape vine, im good out watts
bulletproof sh-t, 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 n-gg-s best be on your best behaviours
i was bread for this sh-t, front im’a blaze ya
[chorus – 50 cent]
they say im grimey, im greasy
i make a 187 look easy
f-ck that, i lay my murder game down
push me n-gg-, see what im about
they say im grimey, im greasy
i make a 187 look easy
f-ck that, i lay my murder game down
push me n-gg-, see what im about
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