50 Cent - 187 lyrics

They say I'm grimey, Im greasy I make a 187 look easy f** that, I lay my murder game down Push me n***a, see what I'm about I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirtbomb n***a Sayin' I cant wait till I get a little bigger Half the n***as jumped me, bumpin' my head Thinkin' I wish I had a gun I fill a n***a with lead Took a kitchen knife, I'm finna poke me a n***a Wishin' I had a gun so I could smoke me a n***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 Nine milly spray, got the f** out the way The shootout, the shootout The bricks went fast, robberies went bad, n***as got blast n***as 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 They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy I make a 187 look easy f** that, I lay my murder game down Push me n***a, see what I'm about They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy I make a 187 look easy f** that, I lay my murder game down Push me n***a, see what I'm about It was kangos, caselli shades, boombers and corn brades Do rags on the waist, bra** knuckles, switch blades E-ma** 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 n***a, line me a n***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 don't get on" I'ma lay a n***a out Now diamonds are beautiful, pearls are precious I hit ya in ya b**h, both go for ya necklace I'm so wreckless, I play the semi drunk off henny Wipe your blood off the shines run and sell em to Benny f** with me, ya n***as know Boo Boo get bizzy They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy I make a 187 look easy f** that, I lay my murder game down Push me n***a, see what I'm about They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy I make a 187 look easy f** that, I lay my murder game down Push me n***a, see what I'm about I gave jus' a buck 50 ask him If I cut n***as Shootouts in Bedford ask him If I bucked n***as Four fifth they call me Boo Boo, the accident baby Hennessy and Cocaine, those remedies made me My eyes don't cry, I'm a fatherless child Got my a** whooped in Spotford but never that now When my name in ya mouth, better watch how you talk Send yo punk a** to therapy to learn how to walk I bust a clip Ill hit ya hip I'm take your sh** That's how the esse's play, for that s.s.k Your probably heard through the grape vine, I'm good out Watts Bulletproof sh**, cruisin' through the Compton blocks I'm the beast from the east, but I play on the west In the drop by myself with my gun and my vest And you n***as best be on your best behaviors I was bread for this sh**, front I'ma blaze ya They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy I make a 187 look easy f** that, I lay my murder game down Push me n***a, see what I'm about They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy I make a 187 look easy f** that, I lay my murder game down Push me n***a, see what I'm about