50 Cent Curtis 187 (Produced By Havoc) Lyrics

50 Cent]
Ay n____ tell 'em where you from!
Southside, I'm a Southside n____ what
n____ stunt, you know I tear a n____ up

[Chorus]
They say I'm grimy, I'm greasy
I make a one-eight-seven look easy
f___ that~! I lay my murder game down
Push me n____, see what I'm about

[50 Cent]
I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirtball n____
Sayin I can't wait 'til I get a little bigger
After n____z jumped me, b__pin my head
Thinkin I wish I had a gun I fill a n____ with lead
Took a kitchen knife to {*censored*} fin' to poke me a n____
Wishin I had a gun so I could smoke me a n____
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 f___ out the way
From shootout to shootout, the bricks went fast
Robberies went bad, n____z got blast
n____z 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 d___! .. Dope cost sixty a gram
I got to find me a n____, line me a n____
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 n____ out"
Now diamonds are beautiful and pearls are precious
I hit you and your b____ 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
f___ with me, y'all n____z know Boo Boo get bizzy

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[50 Cent]
Yeah
I gave Just a buck-fifty, ask him if I cut n____z
Shootouts in Bedford, ask them if I bucked n____z
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 a__ whooped in Spofford but never that now
When my name in your mouth, you better watch how you talk
I'll send yo' punk a__ to therapy to learn how to walk
I bust a clip, I'll hit ya hip, I'm takin your s___
Thats how the eses play, for that SSK
Your probably heard through the grapevine, I'm good out in Watts
Bulletproof s___, 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 n____z best be on yo' best behaviors
I was bred for this s___, front on me I'ma blaze ya