M.o.p. - 187 lyrics

rate me

187 in progress, everybody giving, everybody is tagging

These niggas got me on my shit

Forty a clock, nigga get ‘em all concrete

187 in progress, everybody get it, homies stick to this concept

Shit love it the good one, niggas are garbage

What up to be a war show (?)

Murder every DJ that spin all that garbage

They ain’t shout it wide, the Americans watching

And we all the carpet as you talking

RMB shit this true, hear ‘em and get guard less

Real nigga shit, round this (?) mess split

Kinda gual goals, waving them license

Show back the oppose and why you having a conference

Deliver the rainbow and all your responses

Groopies can get it too, for sucking and digging what nigga got more

Part of the problem, I tell you hit the part and dragging your ass

While your red bottom’s bitch

187 in progress, everybody giving, everybody is tagging

These niggas got me on my shit

Forty a clock, nigga get ‘em all concrete

187 in progress, everybody get it, everybody get target

These niggas got me on my shit

These niggas got me on my shit

Thirty rax on the neck of the homies

I ride another twenty K

These niggas fashion fifty gram

Walk around he ain’t looking like fool for grans

Listen, illuminati rap, we ain’t runnin that

Everybody popping malley, looking all of that

Y’all swang, the hole place emotional

Wake u and find doubts and get free (?)

I ain’t bout to adapt to the weakness

You niggas got that wax, we got this

Same lane niggas pointing on your list

Over saturated twist it and main lists

Boom, you niggas now here and I say shit

Smile in my face and never blame my shit

Shit, role niggas to play with

This hot, the homies gotta stay with

187 in progress, everybody giving, everybody is tagging

These niggas got me on my shit

Forty a clock, nigga get ‘em all concrete

187 in progress, everybody get it, everybody get target

These niggas got me on my shit

These niggas got me on my shit