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lirik lagu brotha lynch hung - 187 on a hook

[hook: c-bo]
it’s 187 on a motherf-cking hook
n-ggas out of bounds shoulda shook
we bangin’ by the book
got shot in the back trying to get away
and to a b.g. it ain’t nothing but gunplay
it’s 187 on a motherf-cking hook
n-ggas out of bounds shoulda shook
we bangin’ by the book
got shot in the back trying to get away
and to a b.g. it ain’t nothing but gunplay

[verse 1: c-bo]
buck these n-ggas, i’m a k!ller screamin’ regime
deep navi’s with heat like the a-team
and when my k scream, it’s causin’ nothin’ but murder
bucking these n-ggas making ’em hate me
yeah, n-gga, we don’t give a f-ck, n-gga we thug lords
connected with tech n9ne and touched for the thug war
who got love for these n-ggas with no love at all?
give a f-ck, guns clutched, only left a ball
i know you heard of me … wanna murder me
’cause i’m the n-gga that cooked the birds that flee
in the kitchen, palms itchin’
had the whole gang unwrappin’ chickens, n-gga
and we was headed for the jack, strapped with a fat gat
all my n-ggas down to rat-tat-tat-tat
west coast bad boys we was yellin’
now it’s west coast mafia, regime, and thug zellin’, n-gga

[hook: c-bo]
187 on a motherf-cking hook
n-ggas out of bounds shoulda shook
we bangin’ by the book
got shot in the back trying to get away
and to a b.g. it ain’t nothing but gunplay
it’s 187 on a motherf-cking hook
n-ggas out of bounds shoulda shook
we bangin’ by the book
got shot in the back trying to get away
and to a b.g. it ain’t nothing but gunplay

[verse 2: brotha lynch hung]
try to get me for my scratch, you can get your arm detached
if you try to rip me on a track, i put you in a ziploc napsack
believe it, i get glocks at that price, i’m like
martini and rossi, asti spumante on ice
for n-ggas that k!ll ’em up on sight, k!ll a n-gga night
something with tinted widows dumpin’ at your pinto
compliments of south sacramento, you could ask lil zar or big zo
i’m a monster, i keep long gats like charles bronson
and i’m on some, put you in the trunk all f-cked up and lonesome
it’s gon’ come, armageddon, n-gga, my arms are sweating
’cause i been busting them model thangs
see, i’m good with the weapon, and plus…
i really don’t like you, n-gga, your whole crew can’t bust
and i felt that sh-t way back when you was down with us
clown wit’ us, used to smoke a pound wit’ us
now i’m bound to cut you and your homies up
n0body even heard your stuff
said it’s 187, 187
me and c-bo and tech n9ne on yo’ bumper bucking with a mac-11

[verse 3: tech n9ne]
figure to catch this n-gga, i’m ready to peel one
instead of the shoulders, i gotta diss toward a n-gga’s grill some
vigilante and villains and regime, n-ggas come with steel guns
get ready to sleep ’cause you tripped when you f-ck with a villain
which one of y’all motherf-ckers said, “f-ck tech n9ne!”
shady pacino, turned c-ho when i clutched that n9ne!
me and my n-gga c-bo, yukmezzo not only bust that rhyme!
we can do it illegal so the evil’ll give a f-ck next time!
n-gga, don’t you ever spit my name
and thinking that sh-t’s the same
two thou we switched the game and spit the flame
“allahu akbar!” is what i say before i buck y’all
motherf-ck busters like vell bakardy-yeah n-gga had enough y’all
get ready to suffer, kneel down, n-gga
tech n9ne! k!ller klown, n-gga
6 feet underground is where you’re found, n-gga
40 water woulda never did a song wit’cha
if he knew the song was about me
never make a million next time
(say my name, say my name) like destiny’s children, b-tch!

187 on a motherf-cking hook
n-ggas out of bounds shoulda shook
we bangin’ by the book
got shot in the back trying to get away
and to a b.g. it ain’t nothing but gunplay
it’s 187 on a motherf-cking hook
n-ggas out of bounds shoulda shook
we bangin’ by the book
got shot in the back trying to get away
and to a b.g. it ain’t nothing but gunplay

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