50 CENT lyrics : "187"
They say Im grimey, Im greasy
I make a 187 look easy
F**k that, I lay my murder game down
Push me ^!$$%, see what Im about
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirtbomb ^!$$%
Sayin I cant wait till I get a little bigger
Half the ^!$$%s jumped me, bumpin' my head
Thinkin' I wish I had a gun I fill a ^!$$% with lead
Took a kitchen knife, Im finna poke me a ^!$$%
Wishin' I had a gun so I could smoke me a ^!$$%
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**k out the way
The shootout, the shootout
The bricks went fast, robberies went bad, ^!$$%s got blast
^!$$%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**k that, I lay my murder game down
Push me ^!$$%, see what Im about
They say Im grimey, Im greasy
I make a 187 look easy
F**k that, I lay my murder game down
Push me ^!$$%, see what Im about
[Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
It was kangos, caselli shades, boombers and corn brades
Do rags on the waist, brass knuckles, switch blades
E-mass to get paid, new shells 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' "Damn!" this dope cost 60 a gram
Have to find me a ^!$$%, line me a ^!$$%
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 ^!$$% out
Now diamonds are beautiful, pearls are precious
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I hit ya in ya (*##$, both go for ya necklace
Im so wreckless, I play the semi drunk off henny
Wipe your blood off the shines run and sell em to Benny
F**k with me, ya ^!$$%s know Boo Boo get bizzy
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
They say Im grimey, Im greasy
I make a 187 look easy
F**k that, I lay my murder game down
Push me ^!$$%, see what Im about
They say Im grimey, Im greasy
I make a 187 look easy
F**k that, I lay my murder game down
Push me ^!$$%, see what Im about
[Verse 3 - 50 Cent]
I gave Jus a buck 50 ask him If I cut ^!$$%s
Shootouts in Bedford ask him If I bucked ^!$$%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 $$# whooped in Spotford but never that now
When my name in ya mouth, better watch how you talk
Send yo punk $$# to therapy to learn how to walk
I bust a clip Ill hit ya hip
Im take your %#@!
Thats how the esse's play, for that s.s.k
Your probably heard through the grape vine, Im good out Watts
Bulletproof %#@!, 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 ^!$$%s best be on your best behaviours
I was bread for this %#@!, front Im'a blaze ya
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
They say Im grimey, Im greasy
I make a 187 look easy
F**k that, I lay my murder game down
Push me ^!$$%, see what Im about
They say Im grimey, Im greasy
I make a 187 look easy
F**k that, I lay my murder game down
Push me ^!$$%, see what Im about
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