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Lirik Lagu 2pac – 187 On A Hook (remix)


By: Admin | Artist: 2 2pac | Published: 2024-21-06T02:56:00:00+07:00
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[chorus: c-bo] (2x)
west side, it’s 187 on a motherf-cking hook
n-ggas out of bounds should have shook
we bangin’ by the book
got shot in the neck tryin’ to get away
and to a vigi it ain’t nothin’ but gun play

[verse 1: 2pac]
heey!
got some static for some n-ggas on the other side of town
let my little cousin k roll, he’s a rider now
what they want from us motherf-ckin’ thug n-ggas?
used to love n-ggas, now i plug n-ggas
and slug n-ggas, am i wrong?
n-ggas makin’ songs, tryin’ to get with us
must be gone on stress weed, in the west we trust
to the chest i bust! then we ride ’til the sun come
shinin’ back to brighten up the sky, how many die?
heard the fugees was tryin’ to do me – look b-tch!
i cut your face, this ain’t no motherf-ckin’ movie
then! we watch the other two die slow
castrated entertainin’ at my motherf-ckin’ sideshow
bam! set my plan in mo’, time to exterminate my foes
i can’t stand you hoes, uhh
now label this my f-ckin’ trick shot
my lyrics runnin’ all you cowards out of hip-hop
when we ride – on our enemies

[verse 2: tech n9ne]
n-gga to catch this n-gga, i’m ready to peel one
instead of the shoulders i gotta distort 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-cked 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 yuk mezzole 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 (wah)
“allah hu akbar” – is what i say before i buck you
motherf-ck busters like vell bakardy yeah n-gga had enough ya’ll
get ready to suffer – kneel down
n-gga, tech n9ne k!ller klown
n-gga, six feet underground is where you’re found
n-gga, 40-water would never did a song wit you 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

[chorus: c-bo] (2x)

[verse 3: 2pac]
come take a journey through my mind’s eye
you crossed the game, don’t explain
n-gga, time to die, say goodbye
watch my eyes – when i pull the trigger
so right before you die you bow before a bigger n-gga
now dry your eyes, you was heartless on your hits
n-ggas love to scream peace after they start some sh-t – pay attention
here’s a word to those that robbed me
i murder you then i, run a train on mobb deep!
don’t f-ck with me!
n-gga you’re barely livin’, don’t you got sickle cell?
see me have a seizure on stage, you ain’t feelin’ well, h-ll
how many n-ggas wanna be involved?
see i was only talkin’ to biggie
but i’ll k!ll all’a y’all, then ball
then tell da brat to keep her mouth closed
f-ck around and get tossed up, by the f-ckin’ outlawz
before i leave, make sure everybody heard
know i meant, every motherf-ckin’ word
when we ride on our enemies

[verse 4: c-bo]
buck these n-ggas, i’m a k!ller screamin’ regime
deep navis with heat like the a-team
and when my k scream, it’s causin’ nothin’ but murder
bucking these n-ggas makin’ hate me
yeah, n-gga, we don’t give a f-ck, n-gga we thug lords
connected from 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 bird (?) in the kitchen
moms 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 west coast mafia regime and thug zellin’ n-gga

[chorus: c-bo] (2x)


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