Y'all ready for this silky shocker *? Y'all niggas out there bangin', claimin' red and blue
Y'all niggas bothered, nigga be a leader not a follower
About motherfuckin' true tension
Murder, murder, murder, murder 187
Cause I don't give a *
Murder, murder, murder, murder 187
Cause I don't give a *
It's time to rise, alive
Them niggas that * up, they lucked up
See them niggas rollin' and they cuttin' us
I'm bout to act bad, no doubt
I'ma go in their house when they dead
I'ma blast, take them niggas out
Cause we be about murder, no * that
We about killin' drama, * all that, stay real
But it's time to peel caps, no doubt
I checked the house, cause I ain't gon' be satisfied
Till all y'all stretched out
That's a fuckin' shame, I ain't gon' be satisfied
See I see blood, nigga
Thinkin' of doin' what we rappin'
We was drug dealers
Now you think I'ma let this * slide
Cause I done got fame, * the names
I can't have * in this fuckin' game
Without niggas tryin' to test me
Without niggas tryin' to act bad
I'ma * you, nigga
You gon' have a close cast
When I'ma crack your man
Niggas talk this *
But bitch, it's goin' down
See I was like that for a second
But now I'm home, now
It's time for niggas to get checked
They done pushed me to the limit
I was a cool nigga, but now
It's only the beginning
It's time to ride when it's time to slide
You die, no doubt about it
Act bad, next put that on the fire
Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a *
Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a *
Mr. Wicked, I be comin' hard
Just like a hurricane
Choo-choo, shootin' rains
Killin' Mr. Murder
Murder man, hustler, bowler
Mr. Fuckin' Pura Paula
Don't give a * about a bitch or a baller
Break me all proper
Gun in the doctor, scabs as your head
Call me Mr. Non-stop, a tech non-shooter
Lazy, ruder
Downside hustler, west coast ruler
Third wall villain, I'm in the killin'
They ban my videos from TV
They say they drug dealin'
Ice cream slangin'
And if the radio don't play this gangsta *
What are they thinkin'?
They could stop a nigga from comin' up
They could stop a young nigga from makin' big bucks
Independent and black-owned
But still got more money than Al Capone
Y'all niggas can't stop a killer
A murderer, a hustler, fuckin' a drug dealer
Ready to shoot it up with the police
Ready to run dope from here to the Middle East
And call me Mr. Paul
Cause I be smokin' motherfuckers like Steven Seagal
Mr. Killer, Taguero, Qaddafi
And 187 on any nigga that try to stop me
Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a *
Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a *
Niggas don't want to start some stat
But if they're stat, then let it be started
And at your funeral, I want to hear them say,
Dilly, depart
Because I got it on my mind and on my mind
I got it so when I pop ya
With this hot rock, make your heart suck
Cause I'm bout it
Jackie like on New Jersey Drive
My niggas are always down for that hoo-rah-ah-rah
Creep with these killers on my tippy-tippy toes
Seize the barrel and hold it up and let go
And then we smash off in that four-by-four
See we rolled on your set and then what?
A bunch of niggas fallin' and they can't get up
You want to * with the truth?
Click and get your khakis creased
Get your shirt pressed
Till your bullets rip through your chest
True niggas don't fall through it too
Busy flossin'
It might be your hoe in Towson
Step to us and we make history like Michael Jackson
Cause every nigga in my crew is bout it
And we packed
Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a *
Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a *
Ha ha
Now y'all know
We run the motherfuckin' streets
No limit
Truth to the game
Silk to shocker
This * go out to all y'all motherfuckin'
Gangsta niggas and gangsta bitches
From Richmond, Atlanta
To down south Alabama
To the east coast, to the west coast
To motherfuckin' Kentucky
To Missouri, to Dallas
Houston, to New Orleans
Austin, Texas
To motherfuckin' Miami
D.C., to Cincinnati
Ohio, to D.C.
North Carolina, South Carolina
Fuckin' Baton Rouge
Oklahoma, Mississippi
Kansas City, Lafayette
Georgia, Seattle, Boston
Omaha, Nebraska
Phoenix, into all y'all motherfuckin' ghettos
Albuquerque, gangsta
Indiana, real niggas
And bitches, everywhere
Murder, murder, murder, murder
But y'all niggas better watch y'all ass
Watch y'all ass
So y'all won't get caught up in a motherfuckin' 187
Cause every nigga I know is bout it
Bout it
Nigga, that mean don't trust nobody
These niggas rowdy
Cause the streets is real
Believe that