187 On The Hook (feat. Tech N9ne)

It's 187 on a motherfucking hook

**** 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

**** 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

Buck these ****, I'm a killer screamin' Regime (regime)

Deep NAVI's with heat like the A-Team (heat like the A-team)

And when my K scream (K scream), it's causin' nothin' but murder (murder)

Bucking these **** making 'em hate me (hate me)

Yeah, ****, we don't give a fuck, **** we thug lords (thug lords)

Connected with Tech N9ne and touched for the thug war (thug war)

Who got love for these **** with no love at all? (Love at all?)

Give a fuck, guns clutched, only left a ball (left a ball)

I know you heard of me, wanna murder me (murder me)

'Cause I'm the **** that cooked the birds that flee (birds that flee)

In the kitchen, palms itchin' (palms itchin')

Had the whole gang unwrappin' chickens, **** (unwrappin' chicken)

And we was headed for the jack, strapped with a fat gat

All my **** down to rat-tat-tat-tat

West Coast bad boys we was yellin' (we was yellin')

Now it's West Coast Mafia, Regime, and thug zellin', ****

187 on a motherfucking hook

**** 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

**** 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

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 **** that kill 'em up on sight, kill a **** 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, ****, 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, ****, 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

187 on a motherfucking hook

**** 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

**** 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

Figure to catch this ****, I'm ready to peel one (peel one)

Instead of the shoulders, I gotta diss toward a ****'s grill some (grill some)

Vigilante and villains and regime, **** come with steel guns (steel guns)

Get ready to sleep 'cause you tripped when you fuck with a villain (villain)

Which one of y'all motherfuckers said, "Fuck Tech N9ne!"

Shady Pacino, turned C-ho when I clutched that N9ne!

Me and my **** C-Bo, YukMezzo not only bust that rhyme!

We can do it illegal so the evil'll give a fuck next time!

****, 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 **** had enough y'all

Get ready to suffer, kneel down, ****

Tech N9ne! Killer Klown, ****

6 feet underground is where you're found, ****

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!

187 on a motherfucking hook

**** 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

**** 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

**** 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

**** 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