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187 On 24th Street

 

187 On 24th Street

(앨범: Blocc Movement - 2001)


There was a 187 on 24th Street
There was a 187 on 24th Street
Did you know there was a 187 on 24th Street
See you can get yo mind tore up fucking with us, we let straps bust

There was a 187 on 24th Street
There was a 187 on 24th Street
Did you know there was a 187 on 24th Street
See you can get yo mind tore up fucking with us, we let straps bust

21st Street, 24th and 29th Florinreau to Metiview just to say a few
Every night I used to walk down the street drunk with a bottle and my strap
'Cause block niggas don't sock niggas they shoot niggas in the back
While you ain't looking, yo living get tooken, run up in yo living room
With choppers trying to take out yo poppers, it's a fucked up interlude
I was only 17 with a dream in a scheme
Apparently the gangsters took me under, no wonder
It must of been a gang bang thang and the slang caine game
Gotta maintain range on you roaches like dirty poachers
I may leave you in the game even if you broke shit
'Cause I don't give a fuck I put the quarter in the slot
And play the game until I see what I got, I let straps pop
If I got to 'cause the streets is hot too so I pop fools
Never understood em couldn't understand em and I'm not too
Down for half them bandits so I ran it the way I had to
Met him in the park after dark
And it took less than seconds for the 9 to spark the park

There was a 187 on 24th Street
There was a 187 on 24th Street
Did you know there was a 187 on 24th Street
See you can get yo mind tore up fucking with us, we let straps bust

There was a 187 on 24th Street
There was a 187 on 24th Street
Did you know there was a 187 on 24th Street
See you can get yo mind tore up fucking with us, we let straps bust

See it's drastic, put yo body all up in plastic
We drag shit to the river and deliver yo ass quick
We always bad kids didn't even like each other that much
All we did was mean mug and put that 9 on the clutch
Niggas could get touched, we touching em up like Gerry Curls
Every girl was tripping we ripped em to the levy with him
Said he earl like Earl the Pearl don't miss to often in a coffin
Yeah that's your new world, we keep it popping
Automatics be knocking Garden Block beats
'Cause we the hardest knock on the streets
Jig CD's like rock on the streets
We riding yo shit, cous' and we loving you for it
You can't ignore it it's that rip shit
That put you in the trunk half dead with yo wig split shit
Live that shit everyday, all day, every chance we get
And in the backyard we got pits that eat raw meat in tidbits
They just as Sicc I don't give a fuck put the quarter in the slot
And play the game until I see what I got, I let gats pop

There was a 187 on 24th Street
There was a 187 on 24th Street
Did you know there was a 187 on 24th Street
See you can get yo mind tore up fucking with us, we let straps bust

There was a 187 on 24th Street
There was a 187 on 24th Street
Did you know there was a 187 on 24th Street
See you can get yo mind tore up fucking with us, we let straps bust

Come against me I look in yo face and I don't see nothing but hate
And even though you say you love me I'm still clinching the weight
That's how it goes in this state where blue rags murder blue rags
And who lags get body bagged in Mazarati bags zipped with toe tags
It's so bad, see I don't know who to trust
Last time I trusted a nigga he came out with some stuff
He was talking shit about me, nigga and I didn't know what to do
So I keep that heat that'll eat like Cujo and that'll fold up ya crew
Like new clothes, I choose those niggas that carry 4-4's and do those
Things that'll put something cold up in yo toes
Ya whole body froze no matter you think I should kick it with
I do it solo and that's it... you trip

There was a 187 on 24th Street
There was a 187 on 24th Street
Did you know there was a 187 on 24th Street
See you can get yo mind tore up fucking with us, we let straps bust

There was a 187 on 24th Street
There was a 187 on 24th Street
Did you know there was a 187 on 24th Street
See you can get yo mind tore up fucking with us, we let straps bust

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