44 lyrics for "1-8-7 (1-8-7)"
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 It's the ten crack commandments, what? Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke Can't tell me nothing about this crack, this weed, my hustlin' niggas Niggas on the corner I ain't forget you niggas, my triple beam niggas I've
PlayTell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a
PlayTell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a
PlayYeah, and you don't stop (Cause it's 1-8-71-8-7 on a undercover cop) Tonight's the night I get in some shit (yeah) Deep Cover on the incognito tip Killing motherfuckers if I have to, peeling caps too Cause you niggas know I'm coming at you I guess that's part
PlayAs we walk down the country lanes, Hear the wind within the trees, Telling mother nature 'bout you and me Ah caught you smiling at me, That's the way it should be, Like a leaf is to a tree, so fine Ah all the good times we had, I sang love songs so glad
PlayDe você viver sem mim Vai minha tristeza E diz a ela Que sem ela não pode ser Diz-lhe numa prece Que ela regresse Por que eu não posso mais sofrer Chega de saudade A realidade
PlayWe've traveled from station to station So measure this 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20 In the time it takes a handkerchief to fall to the ground One of our lives will be over Brocade waistcoat catches glints of morning light Silk damask
PlayHey lady, you got the love I need Maybe more than enough Oh darling, darling, darling Walk a while with me Ohh, you've got so much, so much, so much Many have I loved, and many times been bitten Many times I've gazed along the open road Many times I've
PlayGo ‘head on, Tulane. Tulane and Johnny opened a novelty shop, Back under the counter, was the cream of the crop, Ev’rything was clickin, and the business was good, ‘Till one day, lo and behold an officer stood. Johnny jumped the counter
Play(All) all my shit dope 'Cause it's 187 how I killing these hoes T-raw rock my own kick game 8 figure deal figure how I'm court side at clip game Still pop ace king shit I'm with Rozay Black Maybach leather gloves on that OJ OK the day you beating me
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