DJ Whoo Kid - Curtis 187 lyrics

[Produced by Havoc] [Intro] Ay, n***a tell 'em where you from Southside, I'm a Southside n***a what? n***a stunt, you know I tear a n***a up [Hook] They say I'm grimy, I'm greasy I make a one-eight-seven look easy f** that, I lay my murder game down Push me n***a, see what I'm about [Verse 1] I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirtball n***a Saying I can't wait 'til I get a little bigger After n***as jumped me bumping my head Thinking I wish I had a gun, I fill a n***a with lead Took a kitchen knife to finna poke me a n***a Wishing 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, when crime really paid The nine milli sprayed, I got the f** out the way From shootout to shootout, the bricks went fast Robberies went bad, n***as got blast n***as kidnapped Drew grandpa kid Came through and shot Ms. Leak in the head You wonder why I got a gun? So I can get down for mine You need that, out on the grind all the time [Hook] [Verse 2] It was Kangols, Cazelli shades, Pumas and corn braids Doo-rags on the waist, bra** knuckles, switchblades Ski mask to get paid, new shells to get sprayed Hoodrats to get laid, money to get made Yeah, yeah I had a dream I was rich, woke up broke, gun in my hand Saying ''damn, dope cost sixty a gram' I got to find me a n***a, line me a n***a And say "give it up kid, before I put one in your wig" Picture me thirsty, riding 'round foaming out the mouth Saying "I don't get on, I'mma lay a n***a out" Now diamonds are beautiful and pearls are precious I hit you and your b**h both over your necklace I'm wreckless, I spray the semi drunk off Henny Wipe your blood off the shines, run and sell 'em to Benny f** with me, y'all n***as know Boo Boo get busy [Hook] [Verse 3] Yeah, I gave Just a buck-fifty, ask him if I cut n***as Shootouts in Bedford, ask them if I bucked n***as In four-fifth they call me Boo Boo, the accident baby Hennessy and c**aine helped to grime me and make me My eyes don't cry, I'm a fatherless child Got my a** whooped in Spofford, but never that now When my name in your mouth you better watch how you talk I'll send yo' punk a** to therapy to learn how to walk I bust a clip, I'll hit ya hip, I'm takin your sh** Thats how the eses play, for that SSK You probably heard through the grapevine, I'm good out in Watts Bulletproof sh**, cruising through them Compton blocks I'm the beast from the East, but I play on the West In the drop by myself with my nine and my vest And you n***as best be on yo' best behavior I was bred for this sh**, front on me I'mma blaze ya [Hook]