snoop dogg - 187 (it's on) (original version) lyrics
[verse 1: snoop dogg]
lay low, hold your gat and watch yourself
stay composed
my free throws [?] from those motherf+ckers
who be [?] sh+t up
all they wanna do is show another n+gga lit up
hit up names of the homies who rest in peace
you got the stars on with flag and your khakis probably green
mobbing up the fight
or should i say: “rollin’ through the park one day”
sippin’ on the [?] bad
and the motherf+ckin’ cops raid my house
shot my baby brother
they say he was strapped, but they never found the strap
my brother is gone, but the punk cop is fat
servin’ around the neighborhood constantly jackin’
young n+ggas is flippin’ and trippin’
cool, but i’m packin’
stackin’ g’s, now i’m on the comeback spree
but i need to get the motherf+cker down with mе
(yeah) so that’s what i did, g
got my homie dr. dre and my girl r+a+g+e
now, thе community is shocked
cause of a one+eight+seven on a punkass
[chorus: snoop dogg & the lady of rage]
and it’s on (and it’s on)
and it’s on (and it’s on)
so close, as an eagle to your motherf+ckin’ dome
and it’s on (and it’s on)
and it’s on (and it’s on)
so close, as an eagle to your motherf+ckin’ dome
[verse 2: the lady of rage]
don’t be afraid steppin’ out on the gangsta [tip?]
gang of halves, gang of [hips?], and a gang of sh+lls
in my clip
with my 9, and my n+gga by my side
when i’m on the shotgun, it’s time for the [?]
got back to the homicide
where i witnessed a punk try to set up a n+gga [ride?]
yo, but i’m not that punkass b+tch
so i grapped the 9 and the clip, and got [for?] the ditch
yeah, but the n+ggas going slow
(huh) tryin’ to take my man out the back, and get [?]
somethin’ proper, yeah, i drop [?]
treat him like the pig that he is, yeah, i stop ’em
stop ’em, right in their tracks
but let me go back
[beat the attack?], cause i’m not strapped
enough to fade ’em all, so i make a quick phone call
lemme holla at the doggy dogg (what up)
i got the [?] and some sh+t you need to hear about (uh+huh)
i see the police sittin’ right in front of your f+ckin’ house (what)
and while you trippin’ and you don’t even know what’s going on
so grab your gat and step inside and get your blast on
[chorus: snoop dogg & the lady of rage]
and it’s on (and it’s on)
and it’s on (and it’s on)
so close, as an eagle to your motherf+ckin’ dome
and it’s on (and it’s on)
and it’s on (and it’s on)
so close, as an eagle to your motherf+ckin’ dome
[verse 3: snoop dogg]
i can’t, my eyes on this sh+t unfoldin’
ain’t gon’ be no trippin’ cause they the type of sh+t that i am holdin’
close to the motherf+ckin’ [hoes?]
to the motherf+ckin’ undercover cop
gotta go, gotta go
[?] in my lap and my strap
hold up, i hear some n+gga creepin’ around the back
is it [?]
if not, they better have a motherf+ckin’ ak
with a [?] to back ’em up
cause i’m comin’ out f+ckin’ motherf+ckers, and i give a f+ck
they kickin’ the door, bustin’ caps
bustin’ back
shot eight times, i only got one cap
now i’m shorter than a midget in quicksand
where my motherf+ckin’ homies at (godd+mn)
here they come, here they, here they, come, come
raise your drinks and [make?] that both that big blunt
shootin’ it out, with the cops
the pops won’t stop, until every crooked cop blocks
see, that’s how it is when you’re on the road
[?] shoot the [?]
y’all know the rest of the song
if you trip with me, you [?] one of my homies
‘fore you get blasted on
[chorus: snoop dogg & the lady of rage]
and it’s on (and it’s on)
and it’s on (and it’s on)
so close, as an eagle to your motherf+ckin’ dome
and it’s on (and it’s on)
and it’s on (and it’s on)
so close, as an eagle to your motherf+ckin’ dome
and it’s on (and it’s on)
and it’s on (and it’s on)
so close, as an eagle to your motherf+ckin’ dome
and it’s on (and it’s on)
and it’s on (and it’s on)
so close, as an eagle to your motherf+ckin’ dome
and it’s on (and it’s on)
and it’s on (and it’s on)
so close, as an eagle to your motherf+ckin’ dome
and it’s on (and it’s on)
and it’s on (and it’s on)
so close, as an eagle to your motherf+ckin’ dome
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