2pac - 187 On A Hook lyrics

[Hook: C-Bo] (2X) West side, it's 187 on a motherf**ing hook n***as out of bounds should have shook We bangin' by the book Got shot in the neck tryin' to get away And to a vigi it ain't nothin' but gun play [Verse 1: 2Pac] HEEY! Got some static for some n***as on the other side of town Let my little cousin K roll, he's a rider now What they want from us motherf**in' thug n***as? Used to love n***as, now I plug n***as And slug n***as, am I wrong? n***as makin' songs, tryin' to get with us Must be gone on stress weed, in the West we trust To the chest I BUST! Then we ride 'til the sun come Shinin' back to brighten up the sky, how many die? Heard the Fugees was tryin' to do me - look b**h! I cut your face, this ain't no motherf**in' movie THEN! We watch the other two die slow Castrated entertainin' at my motherf**in' sideshow BAM! Set my plan in mo', time to exterminate my foes I can't stand you hoes, uhh Now label this my f**in' trick shot My lyrics runnin' all you cowards out of hip-hop When we ride - on our enemies [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] n***a to catch this n***a, I'm ready to peel one Instead of the shoulders I gotta diss toward a n***as grill some Vigilante and villain regime n***as come with steel guns Get ready to sleep cause you tripped when you f** with a villain Which one of y'all motherf**ers said f** Tech N9ne Shady Pacino turned C-ho when I clutched that N9ne Me and my n***a C-Bo Yuk mezzole not only bust that rhyme We can do it illegal so the evil'll give a f** next time n***a don't you ever spit my name And thinking that sh**'s the same Two thou we switched the game and spit the flame (Wah) "Allah hu akbar" - is what I say before I buck you Motherf** busters like vell Bacardi yeah n***a had enough you Get ready to suffer - kneel down n***a, Tech N9ne k**er Klown n***a, six feet underground is where your found n***a, 40 water would never did a song wit you if he knew the song Was about me never make a million Next time say my name say my name like destiny's children - b**h [Hook: C-Bo] (2X) [Verse 3: 2Pac] Come take a journey through my mind's eye You crossed the game, don't explain n***a, time to die, say goodbye Watch my eyes - when I pull the trigger So right before you die you bow before a bigger n***a Now dry your eyes, you was heartless on your hits n***as love to scream peace after they start some sh** - pay attention Here's a word to those that robbed me I murder you then I, run a train on Mobb Deep! Don't f** with me! n***a you're barely livin', don't you got sickle cell? See me have a seizure on stage, you ain't feelin' well, hell How many n***as wanna be involved? See I was only talkin' to Biggie But I'll k** all'a y'all, then ball Then tell Da Brat to keep her mouth closed f** around and get tossed up, by the f**in' Outlawz Before I leave, make sure everybody heard Know I meant, every motherf**in' word When we ride on our enemies [Verse 4: C-Bo] Buck these n***as, I'm a k**er screamin' regime Deep navis with heat like the A team And when my K scream, it's causin' nothin' but murder Bucking these n***as makin' hate me Yeah, n***a, we don't give a f**, n***a we thug lords Connected from Tech N9ne and touched for the thug war Whose got love for these n***as with no love At all give a f** guns clutched Only left a ball I know you heard of me wanna murder me Cause I'm the n***a that cooked the bird (?) in the kitchen Moms itchin' had the whole gang unwrappin' chickens n***a and we was headed for the jack strapped With a fat gat, all my n***as down to rat-tat-tat-tat West coast bad boys we was yellin' Now West Coast Mafia regime and thug zellin' n***a [Hook: C-Bo] (2X)