Lirik Lagu Curtis 187 - 50 Cent
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[50 Cent]Ay nigga tell 'em where you from!Southside, I'm a Southside nigga whatNigga stunt, you know I tear a nigga up
[Chorus]They say I'm grimy, I'm greasyI make a one-eight-seven look easyFuck that~! I lay my murder game downPush me nigga, see what I'm about
[50 Cent]I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirtball niggaSayin I can't wait 'til I get a little biggerAfter niggaz jumped me, bumpin my headThinkin I wish I had a gun I fill a nigga with leadTook a kitchen knife to [censored] fin' to poke me a niggaWishin I had a gun so I could smoke me a niggaSold my first five quarter gram pieces in the alleyWhere Bizzy had the Bondeville and Kev had the CaddyNow those were the days, when crime really paidThe nine milli sprayed, I got the fuck out the wayFrom shootout to shootout, the bricks went fastRobberies went bad, niggaz got blastNiggaz kidnapped Drew grandpa kidCame through and shot Ms. Leak in the headYou wonder why I got a gun? So I can get down for mineYou need that, out on the grind all the time
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[50 Cent]It was Kangols, Cazelli shades, Pumas and corn braidsDoo-rags on the waist, brass knuckles, switchbladesSki mask to get paid, new shells to get sprayedHoodrats to get laid, money to get madeYEAHHH~! .. Yeah I had a dreamI was rich, woke up broke, gun in my handSayin DAMN! .. Dope cost sixty a gramI got to find me a nigga, line me a niggaAnd say "Give it up kid, before I put one in your wigPicture me thirsty, ridin 'round foamin out the mouthSayin "I don't get on, I'ma lay a nigga outNow diamonds are beautiful and pearls are preciousI hit you and your bitch both over your necklaceI'm wreckless, I spray the semi drunk off HennyWipe your blood off the shines, run and sell 'em to BennyFuck with me, y'all niggaz know Boo Boo get bizzy
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[50 Cent]YeahI gave Just a buck-fifty, ask him if I cut niggazShootouts in Bedford, ask them if I bucked niggazIn four-fifth they call me Boo Boo, the accident babyHennessy and cocaine helped to grime me and make meMy eyes don't cry, I'm a fatherless childGot my ass whooped in Spofford but never that nowWhen my name in your mouth, you better watch how you talkI'll send yo' punk ass to therapy to learn how to walkI bust a clip, I'll hit ya hip, I'm takin your shitThats how the eses play, for that SSKYour probably heard through the grapevine, I'm good out in WattsBulletproof shit, cruisin through them Compton blocksI'm the beast from the East, but I play on the WestIn the drop by myself with my nine and my vestAnd you niggaz best be on yo' best behaviorsI was bred for this shit, front on me I'ma blaze ya
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[Chorus]They say I'm grimy, I'm greasyI make a one-eight-seven look easyFuck that~! I lay my murder game downPush me nigga, see what I'm about
[50 Cent]I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirtball niggaSayin I can't wait 'til I get a little biggerAfter niggaz jumped me, bumpin my headThinkin I wish I had a gun I fill a nigga with leadTook a kitchen knife to [censored] fin' to poke me a niggaWishin I had a gun so I could smoke me a niggaSold my first five quarter gram pieces in the alleyWhere Bizzy had the Bondeville and Kev had the CaddyNow those were the days, when crime really paidThe nine milli sprayed, I got the fuck out the wayFrom shootout to shootout, the bricks went fastRobberies went bad, niggaz got blastNiggaz kidnapped Drew grandpa kidCame through and shot Ms. Leak in the headYou wonder why I got a gun? So I can get down for mineYou need that, out on the grind all the time
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[50 Cent]It was Kangols, Cazelli shades, Pumas and corn braidsDoo-rags on the waist, brass knuckles, switchbladesSki mask to get paid, new shells to get sprayedHoodrats to get laid, money to get madeYEAHHH~! .. Yeah I had a dreamI was rich, woke up broke, gun in my handSayin DAMN! .. Dope cost sixty a gramI got to find me a nigga, line me a niggaAnd say "Give it up kid, before I put one in your wigPicture me thirsty, ridin 'round foamin out the mouthSayin "I don't get on, I'ma lay a nigga outNow diamonds are beautiful and pearls are preciousI hit you and your bitch both over your necklaceI'm wreckless, I spray the semi drunk off HennyWipe your blood off the shines, run and sell 'em to BennyFuck with me, y'all niggaz know Boo Boo get bizzy
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[50 Cent]YeahI gave Just a buck-fifty, ask him if I cut niggazShootouts in Bedford, ask them if I bucked niggazIn four-fifth they call me Boo Boo, the accident babyHennessy and cocaine helped to grime me and make meMy eyes don't cry, I'm a fatherless childGot my ass whooped in Spofford but never that nowWhen my name in your mouth, you better watch how you talkI'll send yo' punk ass to therapy to learn how to walkI bust a clip, I'll hit ya hip, I'm takin your shitThats how the eses play, for that SSKYour probably heard through the grapevine, I'm good out in WattsBulletproof shit, cruisin through them Compton blocksI'm the beast from the East, but I play on the WestIn the drop by myself with my nine and my vestAnd you niggaz best be on yo' best behaviorsI was bred for this shit, front on me I'ma blaze ya
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
