187 - c blu lyrics
[verse 1: c blu]
yell out 187 when we bend through
that’s a man down on the ground
we erase him like there was a pencil
every momma say it with a frown
i’m the god, you n*ggas is my prophet
you’re [?] tryna take me down
we the trending topic, n*gga stop it
on the [?] n*gga cause’ you not it
duce duce, i keep it in my pocket
any loose cowards tryna get my pockets
just know c blu really got it
[?] on bail, did it with no problem
stay alive never was an option
but if i did, i would’ve had the knockings
they want beef, we got sh*lls and tacos
yellow dargs looking for the vatos
on my block feeling like i’m max
catch a opp, hе gon’ feel my pain
got the addy, spinning through all day
finna make a scenе, broadway
when [?] get up out my way
got another, feeling like i’m [?]
bro got the [?], finna let it rain
[verse 2: tata]
bro got the [?], finna let it what?
how you mad cause’ you stuck on the block
lil n*gga gon’ [?]
oh i forgot, he can’t go to his block
that n*gga a b*tch, all he need is a gun
call me thor cause’ i stay with a hammer
free all my n*gga out the slammer
lil n*gga go pick up a gun
i ain’t [?]
and when n*ggas was acting and snitching
we the ones took you in, now you dissing
he was begging to be 41
n*ggas said he ain’t [?], then he started dissing
on bro i just got a new glock
like i be feeding the cl!ckidy*cl!ckidy
hop out the v, don’t run, don’t move
like [?]
big 41, it can’t fit in my shoes
and if he want his b*tch, she gon’
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