187 On A Hook

Lyrics

[Hook: C-Bo] It's 187 on a motherfucking hook Niggas out of bounds shoulda shook We bangin' by the book Got shot in the back trying to get away And to a B.G. it ain't nothing but gunplay It's 187 on a motherfucking hook Niggas out of bounds shoulda shook We bangin' by the book Got shot in the back trying to get away And to a B.G. it ain't nothing but gunplay [Verse 1: C-Bo] Buck these niggas, I'm a killer screamin' Regime Deep NAVI's with heat like the A-Team And when my K scream, it's causin' nothin' but murder Bucking these niggas making 'em hate me Yeah, nigga, we don't give a fuck, nigga we thug lords Connected with Tech N9ne and touched for the thug war Who got love for these niggas with no love at all? Give a fuck, guns clutched, only left a ball I know you heard of me ... wanna murder me 'Cause I'm the nigga that cooked the birds that flee In the kitchen, palms itchin' Had the whole gang unwrappin' chickens, nigga And we was headed for the jack, strapped with a fat gat All my niggas down to rat-tat-tat-tat West Coast bad boys we was yellin' Now it's West Coast Mafia, Regime, and thug zellin', nigga [Hook: C-Bo] 187 on a motherfucking hook Niggas out of bounds shoulda shook We bangin' by the book Got shot in the back trying to get away And to a B.G. it ain't nothing but gunplay It's 187 on a motherfucking hook Niggas out of bounds shoulda shook We bangin' by the book Got shot in the back trying to get away And to a B.G. it ain't nothing but gunplay [Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung] Try to get me for my scratch, you can get your arm detached If you try to rip me on a track, I put you in a Ziploc napsack Believe it, I get Glocks at that price, I'm like Martini and Rossi, Asti Spumante on ice For niggas that kill 'em up on sight, kill a nigga night Something with tinted widows dumpin' at your Pinto Compliments of South Sacramento, you could ask Lil Zar or Big Zo I'm a monster, I keep long gats like Charles Bronson And I'm on some, put you in the trunk all fucked up and lonesome It's gon' come, Armageddon, nigga, my arms are sweating 'Cause I been busting them model thangs See, I'm good with the weapon, and plus... I really don't like you, nigga, your whole crew can't bust And I felt that shit way back when you was down with us Clown wit' us, used to smoke a pound wit' us Now I'm bound to cut you and your homies up Nobody even heard your stuff Said it's 187, 187 Me and C-Bo and Tech N9ne on yo' bumper bucking with a Mac-11 [Hook: C-Bo] 187 on a motherfucking hook Niggas out of bounds shoulda shook We bangin' by the book Got shot in the back trying to get away And to a B.G. it ain't nothing but gunplay It's 187 on a motherfucking hook Niggas out of bounds shoulda shook We bangin' by the book Got shot in the back trying to get away And to a B.G. it ain't nothing but gunplay [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Figure to catch this nigga, I'm ready to peel one Instead of the shoulders, I gotta diss toward a nigga's grill some Vigilante and villains and regime, niggas come with steel guns Get ready to sleep 'cause you tripped when you fuck with a villain Which one of y'all motherfuckers said, "Fuck Tech N9ne!" Shady Pacino, turned C-ho when I clutched that N9ne! Me and my nigga C-Bo, YukMezzo not only bust that rhyme! We can do it illegal so the evil'll give a fuck next time! Nigga, don't you ever spit my name And thinking that shit's the same Two thou we switched the game and spit the flame "Allahu Akbar!" is what I say before I buck y'all Motherfuck busters like Vell Bakardy-yeah nigga had enough y'all Get ready to suffer, kneel down, nigga Tech N9ne! Killer Klown, nigga 6 feet underground is where you're found, nigga 40 Water woulda never did a song wit'cha If he knew the song was about me Never make a million next time (Say my name, say my name) like Destiny's Children, bitch! [Hook: C-Bo] 187 on a motherfucking hook Niggas out of bounds shoulda shook We bangin' by the book Got shot in the back trying to get away And to a B.G. it ain't nothing but gunplay It's 187 on a motherfucking hook Niggas out of bounds shoulda shook We bangin' by the book Got shot in the back trying to get away And to a B.G. it ain't nothing but gunplay 187 on a motherfucking hook Niggas out of bounds shoulda shook We bangin' by the book Got shot in the back trying to get away And to a B.G. it ain't nothing but gunplay It's 187 on a motherfucking hook Niggas out of bounds shoulda shook We bangin' by the book Got shot in the back trying to get away And to a B.G. it ain't nothing but gunplay