Cold 187um - Adventures of . . . lyrics

Chorus To the people thats been locked away for a while Keep your head up To my peoples thats been strugglin all their life Never give up (No never give up) To my people that are lost along the way I'll never forget (I'll never forget) Live your life the way you have to to get ahead With no regrets [Verse 1: Cold 187um] I used to run with straight cap peelers Hardcore k**ers To the people next door I wasn't nothin but the dope dealer Stayin up all night to make ends meet Ya, cuz livin in the ghetto ain't cheap And ask me do my momma know a thing - hell nah Cuz she gon be the first to turn me into the law I got tired of seeing the drama on her face All stressed out and depressed tryin to keep the place So I worked odd job after odd job for the man But that didn't even get my ends close enough to shake hands I'm stressed out right about now So I hooked up with the homey from the streets to put it down He said you make 2 G's a drop n***a don't be flossin about it or your a** sure to get popped Thinkin to myself I'ma do this for now Come up and blow up and move moms in the cut I'm doing about six drops a week I'm knowin n***as from everyhood - partner it's all good I'm in school tryin to live out moms dream Outsell y'all and make a bomb a** smoke screen Locked in the game doin my thang like Bruce Wayne Tryin to ease momma pain and stop the rain I thank God I never been to the pen But if I had to I'd do it again Y'all better ask somebody (Phone rings) What's up man, this is Vin man -yo what's hapnin man I got some drama with some old playa haters -ah man, that's why you was blowin me up man? (-stop through) Old horny a**, I'll be there in a mintue Like G's we roll with the a** rocked Like G's we roll with the tops down Like G's we coast til homey past the post Cuz yo we finna get f**ed up I say uhhh kick the ? and uhhh [Verse 2: KM.G] Can you feel my illustration I'm thick for the penetration No hesitation I step to a f blowin the dust off her shelf I'm kinda horny - I just bounced from the county So if you don't mind me absorbing the womb Hit it smooth then slide out the room After making you a**ume the position Now I'm in the twist after goin on a mission Gotta spit at my homeys though - you know my peoples Yeah the ones in the hill plus the folks in the hood - we all equal I was talkin to my partner the other day We was sitting in the mall parking lot He was bout to serve three chicken wings He said "sh** ain't changed, homey, sh** ain't changed" So uh, strap for strap even though I rap Ain't know way in the hell I can watch my own back So I got my brother on the right and my brother on the left One in a khaki suit, the other one well dressed Hit you a** like the stealth - Above the Law Too much caviar, put holes through ya, lick you thorough your radar See I'm pistol whipping clicks with my lyrics I'm on a cheddar run so my family benefits I through the videos on the table for my young ones Let the maid know that I'm out - y'all I'm on one To meet with some real conglomerates on the street for some heat Then we smoke baby, then we drink baby Now my homies, I love my Cali scene It's the real thing, it's the real thing