50 CENT

50 CENT - Flight 187 lyrics

rate me

187, 187

Departure from the hood destination hell or heaven

187, 187

Departure from the hood destination hell or heaven

I'm a rider, say I'm a rider

They putting pressure on me son now they want me to snap

End up like X and Whitney in my mansion smoking crack

I'm paranoid, I'm feeling like niggas is trying to get me

Forget the kids I'm shaving off my fucking head like Britney

Man Dre won't mix my records now I need to talk to Jimmy

I'm falling back in my old ways I'm riding with the semi

Who's calling me it's Chris he's on the other line with Diddy

But I don't wanna talk right now my day is goin shitty

Why's Jay rocking that Urkel look man isn't he from Marcy

They say he's growing dreads and now he's talking like a yaddi

Man everything is changing I don't understand a thing

I guess this is that bullshit that all the money bring

I'm on flight...

187, 187

Departure from the hood destination hell or heaven

187, 187

Departure from the hood destination hell or heaven

I'm a rider, say I'm a rider

My baby mama boyfriend like to talk like he can hurt me

I'm laughing cause she kissed him in his mouth and gave you herpes

That just makes him one of 50's, niggas want to murk me

Niggas found my truck and burnt it up out there in Jersey

You can ask my son he'll tell you my dad's fucking crazy

She filled his head with shit and now I think he fucking hates me

Shady didn't invent me but a star is what he made me

I blow your fucking mind now if I told you what he pays me

He gave me all the pills he had like that's why I'm so high

It makes me feel so good now that I'm not so scared die

I wish a nigga would act like they'll motherfucking try

You get at me miss you kiss your black ass goodbye

I'm on flight...

187, 187

Departure from the hood destination hell or heaven

187, 187

Departure from the hood destination hell or heaven

I'm a rider, say I'm a rider

My lawyers all contained cause every month I give em stacks

Incase they wanna send me up for murder like Max

Man I wasn't the shooter I was never on the scene

So if they do forensics they'll find out it wasn't me

There's no need for a lie detector I ain't saying shit

The more you talk the higher chance is you doing a bid

Today I read the paper it said

They said they found a victim with a knife stuck in his face

I spoke to Michael Vick I told him I'm happy he home

You tell them crackers sorry nigga then you get back on

When dogs are fighting in the hood nobody gives a fuck

So you get back and shake it on the field show em what's up

I'm on flight...

187, 187

Departure from the hood destination hell or heaven

187, 187

Departure from the hood destination hell or heaven

I'm a rider, say I'm a rider

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