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187 Lyrics - Curtis - 50 Cent

They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy 

I make a 187 look easy 

Fuck that, I lay my murder game down 

Push me nigga, see what I'm about 

 

I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirtbomb nigga 

Sayin I cant wait till I get a little bigger 

Half the niggas jumped me, bumpin' my head 

Thinkin' I wish I had a gun I fill a nigga with lead 

Took a kitchen knife, Im finna poke me a nigga 

Wishin' I had a gun so I could smoke me a nigga 

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 

9 milly spray, got the f**k out the way 

The shootout, the shootout 

The bricks went fast, robberies went bad, niggas got blast 

Niggas 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 

 

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They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy 

I make a 187 look easy 

Fuck that, I lay my murder game down 

Push me nigga, see what I'm about 

 

They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy 

I make a 187 look easy 

Fuck that, I lay my murder game down 

Push me nigga, see what I'm about 

 

It was kangos, caselli shades, boombers and corn brades 

Do rags on the waist, brass knuckles, switch blades 

E-mass 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 nigga, line me a nigga 

And say "Give it up kid, before I put one in ya wig" 

Picture me thirsty, ridin' round foamin' out the mouth 

Sayin' "I dont get on" Im'a lay a nigga out 

Now diamonds are beautiful, pearls are precious 

 

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I hit ya in ya bitch, both go for ya necklace 

Im so wreckless, I play the semi drunk off henny 

Wipe your blood off the shines run and sell em to Benny 

Fuck with me, ya niggas know Boo Boo get bizzy 

 

They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy 

I make a 187 look easy 

Fuck that, I lay my murder game down 

Push me nigga, see what I'm about 

 

They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy 

I make a 187 look easy 

Fuck that, I lay my murder game down 

Push me nigga, see what I'm about 

 

I gave Jus a buck 50 ask him If I cut niggas 

Shootouts in Bedford ask him If I bucked niggas 

Four fifth they call me Boo Boo, the accident baby 

Hennysee and Cocaine, those remedies made me 

My eyes dont cry, Im a fatherless child 

Got my ass whooped in Spotford but never that now 

When my name in ya mouth, better watch how you talk 

Send yo punk ass to therapy to learn how to walk 

I bust a clip Ill hit ya hip 

Im take your shit 

Thats how the esse's play, for that s.s.k 

Your probably heard through the grape vine, Im good out Watts 

Bulletproof shit, cruisin' through the Compton blocks 

Im the beast from the east, but I play on the west 

In the drop by myself with my gun and my vest 

And you niggas best be on your best behaviours 

I was bread for this shit, front Im'a blaze ya 

 

They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy 

I make a 187 look easy 

Fuck that, I lay my murder game down 

Push me nigga, see what I'm about 

 

They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy 

I make a 187 look easy 

Fuck that, I lay my murder game down 

Push me nigga, see what I'm about 

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