Luyện nghe bài hát 187 Ya Yo

50

G G G G G-Unit. 50 Cent Tony Yayo (yeah)

(Drop Shit)

Yeah and it stop,
I do a 187 on yo' block
and it don't quit,
It's in yo' motherfuckin' ass bitch

and it don't stop,
I do a 187 on yo' block
and it don't quit,
It's G-Unit in yo' motherfuckin' ass

TONY

They say good things happen to those who wait
Shorty stuck in the still slingin' weight
of that's yo' life that ten in the brown
For XL six or seven fo'

seats is hot but Italian leather is better
And with camera's in the mirror cars costs cheddar
I'm on first class flights with cooks
'cause my verse sound nice when they hooks

Now im blowin' in Beverly Hills
bad free hoes in the Montreal
Next year the new Hummer
Stash box with the drive through in the blue data bomba

Heaven or Hell prevail when I'm a goner
'cause I Eat up tracks Like Hannibal and
I'm the first one out, and one on the corner
life is a hustle any day you be a goner

P89 Ruger with the off
Little clipper sellin' goin' through straws
We got plenty of rap but not on sale
We even got dillingers that hold shotgun

These rappers is 'bout bricks in they rhymes
You did shit but some Mickey Mouse crimes
I don't respect it my work is never watered
So on the first I get more checks Nike town

Swingin' 31 Money's I on the block
Since nigga's did the snake man in the walk
When I was 15 I want no workin papers
I worked the all night, servin' niggers

Listen nigga, We live Italians in jail
I got bringin' cell phones to my cell
Get in the game, niggas out to get you
you ass up with led turn yo' ass to a pencil

I jumped out the Ruger rapid fire
I had you on the run like Omar on the
I'm the only rapper you that stay on the run
I'm the only you know that stay with a gun

I'm a hustla' love to hate
'cause I got old money put away in a safe
You can catch me in the where that dope and coke at
Or you can catch me in cali in the throwback

I'm a bail jumper, you know them fish scale
Fuck judge wong he gon' me on the corner
make poor attacks, homie ya owe me
You rap we can battle for yo' see through rollie

I in a mansion stripin' the models
The so far you gotta piss in a bottle
There's too many Indians and not chiefs
Why you buy all the if you ain't got enough peeps

The shit I spit will cause an all out
In my new 4 fifth will cause a tip die
Im the type to tie up lady, gun butt your baby
Im the mob nigga fuck you pay me

hide my assets, and disappear
Make a quick 20 mil and vanish in air
I've my work now its time to cop
And meet that lady at the baggie spot

I 12 12's
And 58
I got 8 sales
And they all gon' motherfucka
50

Yeah and it stop,
I do a 187 on yo' block
Yeah and it quit,
G-Unit in yo' motherfuckin' ass bitch

Yeah and it stop,
I do a 187 on yo' block
and it don't quit,
It's in yo' motherfuckin' ass bitch