187 In Progress

Who gone be a victim in this motha fuckin' house of pain Dead lock, the gun is already cocked so now your body gone drop Its just another nigga we gone have to pack some bags for Send his ass to heaven, 211, turned into 187 Told em from the jump that niggas from four corners poppin' trunks But he didn't believe us so we had to leave him in the dust Plus that's how that shit gone go in fuckin' with some killer dubs Niggas that serve the most time are them niggas that pop the most slugs So i'm gonna follow in the footsteps of them real OGs Leave a nigga stankin' after hanging him from a fuckin' tree Try to fuck with me? i'm on these streets myself to fuck with you Fuck your crew, i'm on a mission to execute a lemon or two A nigga got your back, not to help you but to shoot you fool! Ain't no use in ducking cus these buckshots made for niggas like you Spreading over your back and your skull to a bloody mess Its too late to break cus its 187 in progress nigga 187 what the fuck that mean Nigga that mean your ass is getting capped blast you took off the map Process of elimination Ain't no use in throwing blows I just wanna smoke you hoes I just wanna ride your bows Straight from four corners pimpin' bill you can't come in bro Listen to the sounds from that gauge fill your heart with fear You know you can't fuck with me, OG straight from pimpin' B Dre with that LTD, done it with that box Chevy Mike with that screw driver, he poppin' cars, snatching beepers Grind getting buried in the Chevy cheefin' on that reefer Keep a low profile cus my style is a cover up Coming with them rifles, fuck a pistol now your ass fucked up One man gang, Tommy Wright, STP gone end this mess Its too late to break, cus its 187 in progress nigga (Sick Keyboard Beat) Bodies drop, bodies drop Die nigga die nigga die nigga die Niggas droppin', triggers cockin' Feel that fire from the endo i'm high Creepin' up slow with no clue what i'm doin' Cus killers and dealers go with the cap pillars Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs Flocking knockin' socks off, never soft Do a crime, gotta bail, focused as hell, they know me too well, imma scuffle my trail Sneaking deefing' leaving from the scene real fast, punched the gas Bloody mask on my face, i can never come back to this place No remorse, pow pow! to your dome, with this chrome Put that tone, in my hand my fingers got a mind of its own Duck nigga duck duck, talk that shit now back it up Grab em up, drag em up, smack em up, now jack em up Tie em up, leave em strapped You and your niggas commence the cap Do em' in, call a friend, come on by and shoot em again Ain't no bullshit as i make this population less Its too late to break cus its 187 in progress