Текст (слова) песни: DJ Skribble - 187

[B.G.]
I`m a young nigga, go by tha name B.G.
Don`t stunt, nigga, 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 bitch
And if you stay.. it`s trigga play
Motherfucker, 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 nigga
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.. niggas tryin` ta.. get me killed
But I done flipped.. tha fuckin` 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.. fuck in (?), and showin` us in
It`s like a movie.. they wanna do me.. it`s on again
I know it`s showin`.. how niggas scorin`.. I can hear ya talkin`
Niggas 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
Nigga, 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 fuckin` section.. talkin` `bout jackin`

(Chorus4x)

[B.G.]
Duck.. nigga, duck
Cuz when I come I gon` bust.. fifty-plus
Don`t give a fuck 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
Niggas fucked up don`t know.. what to expect
Cash Money liable to do anything next
Fly around your set in a private jet
Have your bitch 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 Killer.. told me be patient.. we gonna ball
Seven figures.. me and my niggas.. we comin` up
Gettin` rid of.. tha garbage litter.. with fifty-plus
Now we drainin`.. cuz that `caine in-side of our nose
Niggas 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 shit if you wanna
I`ll spin your corner
You`se a gonner

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: DJ Skribble - 187 [B.G.] I`m a young nigga, go by tha name B.G. Don`t stunt, nigga, 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 bitch And if you stay.. it`s trigga play Motherfucker, 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 nigga 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.. niggas tryin` ta.. get me killed But I done flipped.. tha fuckin` 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.. fuck in (?), and showin` us in It`s like a movie.. they wanna do me.. it`s on again I know it`s showin`.. how niggas scorin`.. I can hear ya talkin` Niggas 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 Nigga, 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 fuckin` section.. talkin` `bout jackin` (Chorus4x) [B.G.] Duck.. nigga, duck Cuz when I come I gon` bust.. fifty-plus Don`t give a fuck 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 Niggas fucked up don`t know.. what to expect Cash Money liable to do anything next Fly around your set in a private jet Have your bitch 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 Killer.. told me be patient.. we gonna ball Seven figures.. me and my niggas.. we comin` up Gettin` rid of.. tha garbage litter.. with fifty-plus Now we drainin`.. cuz that `caine in-side of our nose Niggas 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 shit if you wanna I`ll spin your corner You`se a gonner Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни 187: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/25356.html Все тексты песен: DJ Skribble » DJ Skribble - Must Be the Music » DJ Skribble - 187 Рекомендуем скачать: » Жанна Добровольская - Одна » Жасмин - Так бывает » Жасмин - Долгие дни » Жасмин - Перепишу любовь » Жасмин - Лели, лели » Жека - ГОРОД » Жека - НА ДЕЛО » Жуки - На Крыжополь поворот » Жанна Агузарова - Мужчины в этой жизни » Жасмин - Самый любимый » Женя Волконская (Фабрика звезд 4) - Грустные глаза » Жека - ПОДМОСКОВНАЯ ВЕСНА » Жасмин - Не отпускай меня » Жанна Агузарова - Движение » Жанна Фриске - Где-то лето » Жасмин - Обручальное кольцо » Жанна Агузарова - Кошки » Жанна Агузарова - Посвящение музыкантам » Жанна Фриске - Где-то лето » Жанна Агузарова - В городе моем
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