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187 On A Hook

アーティスト:Brotha Lynch Hung 

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I'ma let it be known that im with the force so nigga you know its on Oil my chrome cause i got murder in my blood and in my chromosone For the fact that i tek none pack a gun in my dang a lang That nigga that nigga that gang bang no never that nigga that claim Yeah im a nigga eating Jesus brains I got the evil in my muthafuckin back and in my muthafuckin veins Wearing my black to creep, Momma told a muthafucka he'd be dead in a week So nigga what? load me like a (12 5???) sale, Pass the dank takin dead body's to the blood bank And while i hook em up proper I got them swallowing in my loaded heart stopper POP! POP! the trigga fiend, the niggas spleen Plus the barrel on my muthafuckin nine, lookin plus That nigga that nigga that runs them mothafuckas back I got you fiendin for a nigga like you fiend for crack Cause its like that (mo wiggita then a nigga get might packed???) Cause in the 4 you know never know you better gat right back So niggas know us brothas can't go out like that Sellin my momma the crack, watch yo back cause(You know i had to gat ya) Chorus: repeat 4X 187 on a n*gga n*gga nigga You know I had 2 Gat Ya [BLH] Yeah, picture your death, That nigga that siccness Figure to sick this, foo That nigga that rips (??? look at that nigga ) that siccness drops And as my trigga goes Pop! Pop! Pop! That niggas be ducking from the buck shot See, fuck it when the gun drops, you know its in a hoes cock So there it goes, not the average nigga The baby killa, (???a rabies) Dealin that nigga maybe killin that nigga that smooth way That mothafuckas ain't shit to me White nigga, black trigga cracks every mothafuckas back Late in a day, fools used to get they squabs on The blood gang deuce nine creep mobb zone


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