juvenile - 187 lyrics
[b.g.]
i’m a young n-gga, go by tha name b.g
don’t stunt, n-gga, my k hold fifty
and i will use, in a minute you six feet
i refuse to lose, i issue blues
it’ll be no clues
when i strike, you lose
i tip-toe light in reebok shoes
your issue’s.. where i hang
you cannot stand without your pistol in your hand
you ain’t no man
you get ran.. off tha set… like a b-tch
and if you stay.. it’s trigga play
motherf-cker, you get split
and once it’s on, it’s on, you all in
i’m comin’ full force after tha hissin’
stay off tha block.. cause everyday i spin tha ben
without a grin
hot boy$ i represent.. to tha end
just me and my girlfriend
we out to win
still got ki’s for ten
i get from b
bring ’em straight in tha u.p.t
after tha pack it’s chance for me off six deep
i front a n-gga
tried to play me, ain’t playin’ me
thought it was all gravy
he got his issue
(chorus4x [b.g.])
it’s gon’ be 187 after 187
it’s gon’ be blukah after blukah out my mac-11
[juvenile]
they got a lot of.. n-ggas tryin’ ta.. get me k!lled
but i done flipped.. tha f-ckin’ script.. and played it real
now i’m dippin’.. an expidition.. around tha corner
and can do.. just about.. whatever i want
i’m money-rollin’.. and it’s legal
and ain’t no quittin’ in tha regal
behind tha tints.. my chopper’s spittin’
me and dougie.. f-ck in (?), and showin’ us in
it’s like a movie.. they wanna do me.. it’s on again
i know it’s showin’.. how n-ggas scorin’.. i can hear ya talkin’
n-ggas knowin’.. now they hoin’.. to me for offers
i can’t holla.. don’t have no powder.. until tomorrow
but i got a.. couple of dollars.. that you can borrow
n-gga, go
you’re ’round my door.. you’re drawin’ heat
you can go.. but on this porch you destroyin’ me
no exception.. at disrespectin’.. can’t let it happen
now you step in.. my f-ckin’ section.. talkin’ ’bout jackin’
(chorus4x)
[b.g.]
duck.. n-gga, duck
cuz when i come i gon’ bust.. fifty-plus
don’t give a f-ck who in tha way
it’s on you.. when i spray
whoever hit, look here, it’s on you
tha b.g. and juvenile.. tear it down
we get them pistols in our hand.. and act a clown
n-ggas f-cked up don’t know.. what to expect
cash money liable to do anything next
fly around your set in a private jet
have your b-tch next to me in a corvette
or ridin’ on tha back of my motorbike
around tha second line stun’n with tha loud pipes (vroom vroom)
[juvenile]
we showcasin’, bodies erasin’.. we want it all
joe k!ller.. told me be patient.. we gonna ball
seven figures.. me and my n-ggas.. we comin’ up
gettin’ rid of.. tha garbage litter.. with fifty-plus
now we drainin’.. cuz that ‘caine in-side of our nose
n-ggas playin’ it.. tha way we sayin’ it.. to let you know
(chorus6x)
[b.g.]
juvenile and tha b.g
juvenile and tha b.g
juvenile and tha b.g
represent tha u.p.t
tha h.b., uh-huh
juvenile and tha b.g
represent cash money
juvenile and tha b.g
playa haters can’t fade me
you can talk that sh-t if you wanna
i’ll spin your corner
you’se a gonner
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