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Ratta to the motherfkin tat is how I stomp this
Much love for that's sleepin up in the darkness
Cause I'm a crooked nigg* 2 like Pac
I do a 1-8-7 with this motherfkin glock
Shot you in the body
Had to break the gat off in his as* at the party, nigg*
Crazy as fk, I thought you knew me
Quick to put the bullets up in the motherfkin Uzi, b*tch
A OG nigg*, so I gotta G-O and creep slow
And get this nigg* while he's steppin out his car door
Bust, bang, I let my nugs hang, chewed out my Mustang
And let this motherfkin gat sang
A blood glock and a pocket full of rock
Got my s**t on c*ck cause my slang don't stop
In the darkness I ain't the nigg* who's slippin
I get the clip in, slam dunk it in the gat like Scottie Pippen
And watch these scream like girls
I break em off somethin proper
And dump they as* in ditches
Chorus:
1-8-7, dump the up in ditches
Fat nina for the player hatin girls
1-87, dump the up in ditches
I got a fat nina for the player hatin girls
1-87, dump the up in ditches
Fat nina for the player hatin girls
1-87, dump the up in ditches
I got a fat nina for the player hatin girls
Engrave my name on the motherfkin hollow tip
A autograph from the nigg*, killer, lunatic
13 for the birdy, fkin him in the game
When I get my hands dirty, nigg*
You wanna squab with the nina
Comin up, wanna gat you with this trigger happy finger, b*tch
Still whoopin a nigg* as* with some St. Ide's
Jealous be wantin to gat me because they can't rise
I sell my s**t wherever I want to sell my s**t
I dig a ditch and let him meet nina, my little b*tch
Cause a nigg* ain't soft
I fk around and break every nigg* in your hood off
Somethin proper cause I can't be caught slippin
7 in the mornin cookin keys in my kitchen
Here comes the pig bangin on my door
Screamin some s**t about that 5.0
They must of seen me kill that man and run off in a hurry
Left the cola and the gats and the money cause a nigg* done
Chorus 1/2
187 erupt, another motherfkin walk by in your hood
I broke a gat in his as* because it's all good
And now the boys in blue wanna come after
The motherfkin East Bay gangster murder master!
I'ma make that bacon fry, if he keep followin me around
fkin off my indo high
Pigs don't notice s**t, 1-87 is the nigg* you're fkin with
When I was young I used to get my gun
fk with the G.T.A and bust at they as* for fun
Put the piggy in a blanket and when the G.T.A stall
I'm fked till I crank it
Then I'm 187,000 G with a warrant on head, layin d-e-a-d
My chrome gat shined like a sword
One motherfker sent off to the morgue
Chorus 3/4
Yeah nigg*, straight motherfkin G's in nine-tre
My nigg* G-Nut, Omar, DJ motherfkin Extra Large
187 Fac dumpin motherfkers in ditches in nine-tre
You know what I'm sayin?
E-A-SKI, CM motherfkin' T, you know what I'm sayin?
straight doin it, gangsta s**t