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Tech N9ne - 187 On A Hook Lyrics

[Chorus]
Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play

[Verse 1]
Buck these niggas im a killa sreaming regime deep navis wit heat like the A team and when my K scream its causing nothing but murder bucking these niggas making hate me
Yeah nigga we don't give a fuck nigga we thug lords connected from tech n9ne and touched for the thug war whose got love for these niggas wit no love at all give a fuck guns clutched only left a ball I know you heard of me wanna murder me cause im the nigga that cooked the bird ?? In the kitchen moms itchin had the whole gang unwrapping chickens nigga and we was headed for the jack strapped wit a fat gat all my niggas down to rat tat tat tat west coast bad boys we was yelling now west coast mafia regime and thug zellin nigga

[Chorus]
187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play

[Verse 2]
Try to get me for my scratch and you get your arm detached if you try to rip me on a track I put you in a ziploc napsack believe it I get glocks at that price im like martini and rossi Austispumante alright niggas that kill em up on sight killa nigga night something wit tinted widows dumpin at you hit dump compliments of south sacramento you could ask lil zar or big zow im a monster I keep long gats like charles bronson and im on some put you in the trunk all fucked up and lonesome its gon come armageddon nigga my arms is sweating cause I been busting them model thangs see im good with the weapon plus I really don't like you nigga you whole crew cant bust and I felt that shit way back when you was down wit us clown wit us used to smoke a pound wit us now im bound to cut you and your homies up nobody even heard your stuff said its 187 187 me and C-Bo and Tech N9ne on your bunker bunking wit a mac 11

[Chorus]
187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play

[Verse 3]
Nigga to catch this nigga im ready to peel one instead of the shoulders I gotta diss toward a niggas grill some vigalantee and villigan regime niggas come wit steel guns get ready to sleep cause you tripped when you fuck wit a villian which one of yall motherfuckers said fuck Tech N9ne shady Pacino turned C-hoe when I clutched that n9ne me and my nigga C-Bo Yuk mezzole not only bust that rhyme we can do it illegal so the evil'll give a fuck next time nigga don't you ever spit my name cha and thinking that shits the same cha two thou we switched the game and spit the flame wah Allah oh akbar Is what I say before I buck ya motherfuck busters like vell bakardy yeah nigga had enough ya get ready to suffer kneel down nigga Tech N9ne Killa Klown nigga six feet underground is where your found nigga 40 water would never did a song witcha if he knew the song was about me never make a million next time say my name say my name like destinys children bitch

[Chorus]
Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play