187 lyrics

[B.G.]
I`m a young nigga, go by tha name B.G.
Don`t stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
I refuse to lose, I issue blues
It`ll be no clues
When I strike, you lose
I tip-toe light in Reebok shoes
Your issue`s.. where I hang
You cannot stand without your pistol in your hand
You ain`t no man
You get ran.. off tha set... like a bitch
And if you stay.. it`s trigga play
Motherfucker, you get split
And once it`s on, it`s on, you all in
I`m comin` full force after tha hissin`
Stay off tha block.. `cause everyday I spin tha ben
Without a grin
Hot Boy$ I represent.. to tha end
Just me and my girlfriend
We out to win
Still got ki`s for ten
I get from B
Bring `em straight in tha U.P.T.
After tha pack it`s chance for me off six deep
I front a nigga
Tried to play me, ain`t playin` me
Thought it was all gravy
He got his issue

(Chorus4x [B.G.])
It`s gon` be 187 after 187
It`s gon` be blukah after blukah out my MAC-11

[Juvenile]
They got a lot of.. niggas tryin` ta.. get me killed
But I done flipped.. tha fuckin` script.. and played it real
Now I`m dippin`.. an Expidition.. around tha corner
And can do.. just about.. whatever I want
I`m money-rollin`.. and it`s legal
And ain`t no quittin` in tha Regal
Behind tha tints.. my chopper`s spittin`
Me and Dougie.. fuck in (?), and showin` us in
It`s like a movie.. they wanna do me.. it`s on again
I know it`s showin`.. how niggas scorin`.. I can hear ya talkin`
Niggas knowin`.. now they hoin`.. to me for offers
I can`t holla..