Murda187 Lyrics

Yeah, police sirens, you hear that, know what I'm saying

(Another body in the field, man down getting killed)

Murda187, yup

Betta call the reverend, yup When we spin ya block, yup

Send ya dawg to heaven, yup

Murda187, yup

Betta call the reverend, yup When we spin ya block, yup

Send ya dawg to heaven, yup

Two seater foreign, I can fit three whores in

When I shoot my shot with a bitch, I know it's going in

I been on the block, way before, when you was going in

Gotta opp bitch, finna nut all on her forehead

When I'm in the bank, all a nigga see is more bread

Shawty know my rank, she know I'm next up on the Forbes list

Codeine in my body and it's leaking out my pores

So many bodies dropped, the opps stopped keeping the score

Any given Sunday my hood look like a warzone

Screaming free A.P, til the day my boy home

Fuck the weather outside, my hood hot like hot fries

I just heard the police scanner, they said that a opp died

Murda187, yup

Betta call the reverend, yup

When we spin ya block, yup

Send ya dawg to heaven, yup Murda187, yup

Betta call the reverend, yup

When we spin ya block, yup

Send ya dawg to heaven, yup

Murda187, yeah

Better call the reverend, yeah

When we spin your block, yeah

Send your dawg to heaven, yeah

Murda187, yeah

Better call the reverend, yeah

When we spin your block, yeah

Send your dawg to heaven, yeah

Choppers in my trap, you can't een get that close to me

Bagging up them sacks, like im bagging groceries

Ya moon rocks, knock-off, it's just frozen keef

I was for the streets way before I chose the streets

I'm attached to my heat, it even sleep with me

I call my chopper TLC, it even creep with me

Treat the opps just like a BLT, when it come to beef

This shit ain't for BET it's just for the streets

I made it out trap, yup

My money overlap, yup

I'm riding thru the city got it sitting in my lap, yup

My money all blue, make a bad bitch smile

I got murder money we gone take this shit to trial

Murda187, yup

Betta call the reverend, yup When we spin ya block, yup

Send ya dawg to heaven, yup

Murda187, yup

Betta call the reverend, yup When we spin ya block, yup

Send ya dawg to heaven, yup

Murda187, yeah

Better call the reverend, yeah

When we spin your block, yeah

Send your dawg to heaven, yeah

Murda187, yeah

Better call the reverend, yeah

When we spin your block, yeah

Send your dawg to heaven, yeah