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187 (feat. Project Pat, BG & Eightball & MJG) (Explicit) - DJ Drama/Project Pat/BG/Eightball/MJG
Yea Project Pat up in this dang thang
Crook by da book the fed story
Yall know how we do
We do it like it sposed to be done
The dirty dirty strapped with the gun
Yall know how we ride homicide
Yall know how we do
187 on a punk
Yall know how we get down
Let the bullets start talkin'
That's how we do the walkin'
Yall know how we get down north
North north north north
Patty cake patty cake
Stack the money off the plates
In a field you remain
You gon make me keep the blades
Sucky boys bring the noise
Smoke you like a kush bubble
I'm the president of Drama
Guess you get some kush trauma
Haters hurl up lighten up
Cuz they broke niggas
Hittin' up a punk cut his throat
Call them folk niggas
Hurt your mouth hot in these streets
Hood banga ride by your house
Wit the cake let it bang ya
Project pat still in business
On some handguns
Niggas get to screaming out ya guy
When the lead gun
If ya think ya quick
Drama go in ya bullet
I'm head butting suckas in the head wit these bullets
Now if ya wanna ya can get it no problem
Glock go blocka blocka blocka blow
Now if ya wanna ya can get it I ain't trippin'
It's 187 on a mothaf**kin' fool
Now if ya wanna ya can get it no problem
Glock go blocka blocka blocka blow
Now if ya wanna ya can get it I ain't trippin'
It's 187 on a mothaf**kin' fool
Big hat low walkas low custom fours oh
Put my pants down back pockets almost all the flow
I don't wanna touch it but the bad boy out in public
If a ni**a disresepect it
Then the trigga is the subject
Take it how ya wanna take it
Test it then sh*t was fake
Lookin' at your mama from the casket cryin' after weight
I make dough
Pimp niggas like we bake the cake
Sit up in restaurants and get my fill on big ol steaks
I hope i'm never that poor ni**a seein' blood runnin'
Can't bleed cuz the shots took away half your tummy
On your knees beggin' Lord please not now
Knock on wood count your blessings while you still around
Now if ya wanna ya can get it no problem
Glock go blocka blocka blocka blow
Now if ya wanna ya can get it I ain't trippin'
It's 187 on a mothaf**kin' fool
Now if ya wanna ya can get it no problem
Glock go blocka blocka blocka blow
Now if ya wanna ya can get it I ain't trippin'
It's 187 on a mothaf**kin' fool
Look look into the rearview
Ni**a followin' me he got a slash on the gas
No No f**k that slam on the brakes
Jump out wit the pump and blast on his a**
M Tight MJG you don't really wanna come with the fo-fo
When the low low bringin' everybody get out the way
And ain't playin' but ya don't move
Goin' get a hold every little mothaf**ka
Still roll by still gon slide with blood all ova
Anything that ya step by i work for Pat mothaf**ka
Me and him I put in some work
I did my dirt I did some bad
I did some good
You can bring in any kinda
Wig ya wanna in bring boy
I don't think ya really wanna
Bring it to the hood
Go brang yo b**ch do yo thang
Then it don't matta bout who you claim
It don't really matta what another mothaf**ka do
When it's all over with you the man
Don't make me get buck with the AK
Cuz it may spray and
It may shoot and it may hit
Anybody that ya live or you stay wit
That's how worse than the average day hit sh*t
Now if ya wanna ya can get it no problem
Glock go blocka blocka blocka blow
Now if ya wanna ya can get it I ain't trippin'
It's 187 on a mothaf**kin' fool
Now if ya wanna ya can get it no problem
Glock go blocka blocka blocka blow
Now if ya wanna ya can get it I ain't trippin'
It's 187 on a mothaf**kin' fool
