I87 is a lesson for them niggas
That want to test
Bring more than 'cause me shotgun
Will be buckin' your chest
Want to be Mothug thugsta mentality
Runs through the bone!
Pop pop to the dome
Fall short to the chrome
Get wrapped that bitches on
Much love for the green leaves
But me trues have to ease me down
Puff puff head rush
Poppin' in me clip and I got plenty rounds
Me 'n' pretenda'
No studio thugsta'
Bone'll get wit' cha
Straight number one lil' rispsta
Swing watch him hit cha
So we can swang (we can swang)
Down for my thang (down for my thang)
Finna blow to tha brain
Though you could hang
When I swang them things
That's insane
Stay low (so low)
Dem popo know me no surrender
Dem niggas on tha street they remember as being no pretenda'
Standin' up on tha block
9 mm cocked
And me hang, and me gott my niggas lookin' out for me back
And them watch for them rocks
And you know it's nothin' but the neighborhood thang
It's mandatory for me neighborhood slang

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Writer(s): ANTHONY HENDERSON, Composer Unknown, TIM MIDDLETON