Curtis 187

[50 Cent]

Ay nigga tell 'em where you from!

Southside, I'm a Southside nigga what

Nigga stunt, you know I tear a nigga up

[Chorus]

They say I'm grimy, I'm greasy

I make a one-eight-seven look easy

Fuck that~! I lay my murder game down

Push me nigga, see what I'm about

[50 Cent]

I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirtball nigga

Sayin I can't wait 'til I get a little bigger

After niggaz jumped me, bumpin my head

Thinkin I wish I had a gun I fill a nigga with lead

Took a kitchen knife to {*censored*} fin' to poke me a nigga

Wishin I had a gun so I could smoke me a nigga

Sold my first five quarter gram pieces in the alley

Where Bizzy had the Bondeville and Kev had the Caddy

Now those were the days, when crime really paid

The nine milli sprayed, I got the fuck out the way

From shootout to shootout, the bricks went fast

Robberies went bad, niggaz got blast

Niggaz kidnapped Drew grandpa kid

Came through and shot Ms. Leak in the head

You wonder why I got a gun? So I can get down for mine

You need that, out on the grind all the time

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[50 Cent]

It was Kangols, Cazelli shades, Pumas and corn braids

Doo-rags on the waist, brass knuckles, switchblades

Ski mask to get paid, new shells to get sprayed

Hoodrats to get laid, money to get made

YEAHHH~! .. Yeah I had a dream

I was rich, woke up broke, gun in my hand

Sayin DAMN! .. Dope cost sixty a gram

I got to find me a nigga, line me a nigga

And say "Give it up kid, before I put one in your wig"

Picture me thirsty, ridin 'round foamin out the mouth

Sayin "I don't get on, I'ma lay a nigga out"

Now diamonds are beautiful and pearls are precious

I hit you and your bitch both over your necklace

I'm wreckless, I spray the semi drunk off Henny

Wipe your blood off the shines, run and sell 'em to Benny

Fuck with me, y'all niggaz know Boo Boo get bizzy

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[50 Cent]

Yeah

I gave Just a buck-fifty, ask him if I cut niggaz

Shootouts in Bedford, ask them if I bucked niggaz

In four-fifth they call me Boo Boo, the accident baby

Hennessy and cocaine helped to grime me and make me

My eyes don't cry, I'm a fatherless child

Got my ass whooped in Spofford but never that now

When my name in your mouth, you better watch how you talk

I'll send yo' punk ass to therapy to learn how to walk

I bust a clip, I'll hit ya hip, I'm takin your shit

Thats how the eses play, for that SSK

Your probably heard through the grapevine, I'm good out in Watts

Bulletproof shit, cruisin through them Compton blocks

I'm the beast from the East, but I play on the West

In the drop by myself with my nine and my vest

And you niggaz best be on yo' best behaviors

I was bred for this shit, front on me I'ma blaze ya

[Chorus] - repeat 2X