[Chorus]
[Dr. Dre] "187 don't stop"
[Snoop Dogg] "Cuz it's 187"

[Dr. Dre] "187 don't stop"
[Snoop Dogg] "Cuz it's 187"

[Verse 1: C-Bo]
Top down, side ways through the town
Suckas want fo' cuz I hit they block for a second round
Lets who ride and buck these suc

Verse 1 (c bo)
My first name is smith my last name is wesson
But in yo hood i'm known as 357
Have yo neighborhood punk quick to shoot a man
An have clark kent thinkin that he's superman
Wit six in the cylinders chambers i'm the cup of curs that got ya
Feelin like the ulti

I'm on a mission for money, dreams n' Bentleys n' Ferrarris
Influenced by the biggest ballas now bitches wanna call us
Picture me with all the cheese mansion lookin overseas
Pushin limosuines n' stackin hunits n' g'z
Dubbz on my sports car six car garage
Its like a mirage whe

[Featuring E 40]
[C Bo]
It's all about that scrilla scratch flossin a bad batch and pushin
somethin luxury when it ship the sector snack my semen
Drank the diamonds geechie dub shinin
Ninety seven sport drop Benz gettin mine
You can hate and catch the tip of the bla

Boy ya can't fuck with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed
Boy ya can't fuck with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed
Boy ya can't fuck with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed

[Verse 1:]
Boy ya can't fuck with this, Ya bust caps at my Regal
No

[Featuring Lunasicc 151]
Chorus: C Bo
All I ever wanted was a pair of Nikes
A Lexus a mansion and eternal life
Maybe what it was I was askin for too much
Prayin to God thinkin 'did he give a fuck?'
Twelve years old I was always told
Every day I want it that gli

[Verse 1:]
22 years old, bold with much guts
O.G. from the hood kickin' up dust
Once I got ya, no one can save ya
Fresh out the swamp, a neighborhood gator
One-times want some action, I'm paper lapped and taxin'
Bo dropped them like the Jacksons
Don't sing, down with

[C-Bo]
I hits em up with a two finger
Out the roof of a regal
And combat fool
I m knowing to pack a
Desterin egal
Niggas know the rules
Under pressure from pete wilson
And all these new laws
For filling my draws
And never pause a straight hog
Fuck some

[C-Bo]
I hits em up with a two finger
Out the roof of a regal
And combat fool
I m knowing to pack a
Desterin egal
Niggas know the rules
Under pressure from pete wilson
And all these new laws
For filling my draws
And never pause a straight hog
Fuck some

"Get down, get down"

My AK is puttin in much work
Poppin the clip a little voice in my head said "Murder"
Stuck the tip out the window and fucked em all
Took they ass to the ho like basketball
Hit the club got drunk but they better start gettin off
OGs kept they fuckers

[Featuring Laroo Lil' Bo The Mob Figgas]
I see so many murders in these Cali streets
I load the strap in the battle won wit death to get beat who ever
thinks
of defeat?
When in ??? ??? I keep my eyes on the prize
Cos ain't nobody killin me I be the Big Gangsta

Black six-four, gold Daytons roam
And hit the block non stop nigga straight out bone
And just passing through, didn’t have no strap
Point my finger at your asses says smoke like that
Hit your enemy block, rolling four cars deep
Two Chevs, one 'Lac and a IROC-Z
Riding low

We like to murder in combat war on the streets
.4 5 Glock 40's on sight to see
Me and the homies run deep like a wild pack of wolves
Attack like the Congo's when niggas talk bull
Better step and get further before them hollow tips spit
The Vulcan automatic with the Vulca

[Verse 1: The Jacka]
I'm thugged out enough to beat your fucking ass right now
I'll make your best rap wack with a rap right now
Cuz I'm the jacka the calidod pack the yay sacker
Tell your bitch to shut the fuck up for I slap her
Yea the jacka the spectacular my hold makes me

[Verse 1: The Jacka]
I'm thugged out enough to beat your fucking ass right now
I'll make your best rap wack with a rap right now
Cuz I'm the jacka the calidod pack the yay sacker
Tell your bitch to shut the fuck up for I slap her
Yea the jacka the spectacular my hold makes me

[Featuring Killa Tay JT Tha Bigga Figga]
We dump slugs and fuck thugs for their drugs
When push come to shove ain't no motherfuckin love
Bow down we just hit the town
But we brung shit like Hitler bail em with a Sigma
Switch with the first shot gotta check the spot

[C-Bo]
Yea, that nigga C-Bo and Dat Nigga Daz
Putting it down for the real riders
Fa sho

[C-Bo Hook]
Every where I go niggaz be holla out my name
Talking the about the set I claim and the gang I hang
Aint nothing damm thang change
All y'all niggas, y'all can't f

You know I never was no choir boy
Ya folks got a gang of priors
Maybe that's why the one time's be triflin
Tryin to give a young nigga thirty five to life
When I ain't even done nothin wrong off icer
I have no in fo to offer ya
He asked my name so I came off the bra

Now that a nigga's seen money, shit
I can smile and laugh
I got 20's on my bentley
An iron cage in front of my pad
And I still mean muggin
Throw up west-side in my photo shoot
And got TV's, 20's and DVDs in my photo coupe
Got a stash spot in the airbag
For when th

Ballin in a 600SL
drop top with the fat V12
Money hella long smoke blunts not a bong
Niggas can't fuck cos I crunch em like Kong
I be deadly as The Predator
My .50 calibre Desert Eagle'll spread ya and behead ya
Pistol wieghs a tonne bullets come like a guillotine <