PARTNERS-N-CRIME

PARTNERS-N-CRIME - 187'em lyrics

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[Gunfire and screaming]

[Misdemeanor]

Ah shit! That's the way to do it!

A 187 on 6th & Baronne!

[Dispatcher]

187 on 6th & Baronne, please send emergency units

[First Verse: Misdemeanor]

I ain't no joke with that gat smoke,

Quick to bust your cantaloupe,

Murder ain't shit when I'm full off that indo,

See a victim watch me creep,

Gotta put his ass to sleep,

Caught him right, caught him right, nigga I ain't nothin' nice,

Murder is a hobby, them laws they can't fade me,

Bust me, frame me, them niggas must be crazy,

Ever go to jail, I make bail, I'm too large,

(Cuz they can't hold a gangsta on a misdemeanor charge)

Then I'm back on the streets, and that's it Black for the 9-4,

Knockin' niggas off, fuckin' over five oh,

Hittin' hustles, robbin' niggas, back to all that old shit,

Slangin' coke, snortin' dope, it's all about my money BIATCH!!!!!

[Chorus: Partners-N-Crime]

One eightyyy, one eighty seven (187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor)

One eightyyy, one eighty seven (187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor)

So if you niggas wanna step I'll send your ass to Hell,

A misdemeanor ain't nothin' but a 187,

So if you niggas wanna step I'll send your ass to Hell,

A misdemeanor ain't nothin' but a 187

[Second Verse: Prime Time]

Life is short, you'll never catch this nigga here, with his pants down,

Ain't nobody fightin', grab my strap, put your hands down,

Niggas boogie bang, blood spills as I pass by,

Who want, that nigga in the ski mask, go breeze by,

Rollin' through your hood, my passenger's a plum,

Fool silence if I hear a pin drop I'ma dump,

I peel a nigga's shit, straight makin' fools splatter,

Pissin' fools off like my name was blat-blatta,

It don't matter,

Shouldn't have stared but now you covered up in plastic,

Stretched like elastic, but call me sarcastic,

Cuz murder ain't a thang, ain't no shame, fuck a Kris Kross,

The price to play the game is heavy, life is what the shit costs,

I get lost, with po po's, bailin' with they gats out,

A lot of niggas creep, tryin' to run, with they backs out,

I keep my bitch Niener on my side, have you seen her?

Murder is a way of life fool, 187 is a misdemeanor

[Chorus]

[Misdemeanor]

187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor

187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor

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