Partners-N-Crime - 187'um lyrics

[Gunfire and screaming] [Misdemeanor] Ah sh**! That's the way ya do it! A 187 on 6th & Baronne! [Dispatcher] 187 on 6th & Baronne, please send emergency units Ah, f** the emergency units just send the coroner down there First Verse [Misdemeanor]: I ain't no joke when the gat smoke Quick to bust your cantaloupe Murder ain't sh** when I'm full off that indo See a victim watch me creep Gotta put his a** to sleep Caught him right, took his life, n***a I ain't nothin' nice Murder is a hobby, them laws they can't fade me Bust me, frame me, them n***as must be crazy Ever go to jail, I make bail, I'm too large (Cuz they can't hold a gangsta on a misdemeanor charge) Then I'm back on the streets, and that's it Black for the 9-4 Knockin' n***as off, f**in' over 5-0 Hittin' hustlers, robbin' n***as, back to all that old sh** Slangin' dope, snortin' coke, it's all about my money b*atch! Chorus [Partners-N-Crime]: One eightyyy, one eighty seven (187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor) One eightyyy, one eighty seven (187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor) So if you n***as wanna step I'll send your a** to Hell A misdemeanor ain't nothin' but a 187 So if you n***as wanna step I'll send your a** to Hell A misdemeanor ain't nothin' but a 187 Second Verse [Prime Time]: Life is short, you'll never catch this n***a here, with his pants down Ain't nobody fightin', grab my strap, put your hands down n***as boogie bang, blood spills as I breeze by Who want, that n***a in the ski mask, go breeze by Rollin' through your hood, my pa**enger's a plum Fool silence if I hear a pin drop I'm gon' dump I peel a n***a's sh**, straight makin' heads splatter Pissin' fools off like my name was "bad bladder" It don't matter Should have scattered but now you covered up in plastic Stretched like elastic, but call me sarcastic Cuz murder ain't no thang, ain't no shame, f** a Kris Kross The price to play the game is heavy, life is what the sh** costs I get lost, with po po's, bailin' with they gats out A lot of n***as creep, tryin' to run, with they backs out I keep my b**h Nina on my side, have you seen her? Murder is a way of life, fool 187 is a misdemeanor Chorus [Misdemeanor] 187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor 187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor