187 by Boosie Badazz Lyrics
[Chorus: B.G. & Boosie Badazz]
It's gon be 187 in the 187
It’s gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pocket full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
It's gon be 187 in the 187
It's gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pocket full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
[Verse 1: B.G.]
[?] beefint with me, or they [?]
[?] make sure you get the picture
Make sure you get the [?]
[?]
[?] go check my resume
I’m bout that [?], I'm bout that bang bang everyday
I see some [?] I've seen some [?] nights
I come from Chopper City [?]
[?] dirty
[?] on that dirty 30
Gizzle a whole G, I been [?]
[?]
Fucking with me and mine, [?]
[?] T-Shirt [?]
[Chorus: B.G. & Boosie Badazz]
It's gon be 187 in thе 187
It's gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pockеt full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
It's gon be 187 in the 187
It's gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pocket full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
187, 187, it's murda nigga
Mind of a mainiac, [?]
Shots out the drop top [?]
[?] solve the problem
[?] these niggas [?]
[?] whoever tried to play me, they dead now
Like [?] said, send that bitch up in a body bag
[?] let’s see who get the last laugh
Murda murda [?]
[?] we gon turn ya
[?]
I be wildin through the hood, [?] southside
[?] I’ll leave your insides outside
[?] Monty Carlo
[?]
[?]
[?] god don't save this nigga
Why they wanna fuck with some [?] richh niggas?
[Chorus: B.G. & Boosie Badazz]
It’s gon be 187 in the 187
It's gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pocket full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
It's gon be 187 in the 187
It's gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pocket full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
[Verse 3: Boosie Badazz]
Brand new 223, brand new [?]
[?] straight as a bow and aro
[?] walk up on him and catch [?]
[?] when you hit that nigga up
That’s [?]
Get 'em up, get 'em up, [?]
Stop it fool [?] Rebock shoes
All the way [?]
Hit that bitch up in the head, let his soul run away
[?] sweet potato pie, ride or die
I'm the reason the murder rate's sky high
It's gon be 187 in the 187
It’s gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pocket full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
It's gon be 187 in the 187
It's gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pocket full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
[Verse 1: B.G.]
[?] beefint with me, or they [?]
[?] make sure you get the picture
Make sure you get the [?]
[?]
[?] go check my resume
I’m bout that [?], I'm bout that bang bang everyday
I see some [?] I've seen some [?] nights
I come from Chopper City [?]
[?] dirty
[?] on that dirty 30
Gizzle a whole G, I been [?]
[?]
Fucking with me and mine, [?]
[?] T-Shirt [?]
[Chorus: B.G. & Boosie Badazz]
It's gon be 187 in thе 187
It's gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pockеt full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
It's gon be 187 in the 187
It's gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pocket full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
187, 187, it's murda nigga
Mind of a mainiac, [?]
Shots out the drop top [?]
[?] solve the problem
[?] these niggas [?]
[?] whoever tried to play me, they dead now
Like [?] said, send that bitch up in a body bag
[?] let’s see who get the last laugh
Murda murda [?]
[?] we gon turn ya
[?]
I be wildin through the hood, [?] southside
[?] I’ll leave your insides outside
[?] Monty Carlo
[?]
[?]
[?] god don't save this nigga
Why they wanna fuck with some [?] richh niggas?
[Chorus: B.G. & Boosie Badazz]
It’s gon be 187 in the 187
It's gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pocket full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
It's gon be 187 in the 187
It's gon be booka after booka [?]
Riding through the hood, with a pocket full of money
Got a whole tommy gun, and a whole [?]
[Verse 3: Boosie Badazz]
Brand new 223, brand new [?]
[?] straight as a bow and aro
[?] walk up on him and catch [?]
[?] when you hit that nigga up
That’s [?]
Get 'em up, get 'em up, [?]
Stop it fool [?] Rebock shoes
All the way [?]
Hit that bitch up in the head, let his soul run away
[?] sweet potato pie, ride or die
I'm the reason the murder rate's sky high