187 (one eight seven)
1308 Khali$$h
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KCK District Represent 34290 I'm still hungry We getting more money Last call to return from the wrong you did I don't warn you I come with a body bag I'll find you before the cops come Every hour of my day one eight seven This game is entered with blood death is the only way out Just for a better life f*ck my mistakes Üff again, it's getting dark My gang brothers wake up one by one Pistol lubricating Bullet are loaded Wait for the sign stay alert Another job ambition to make a lot of money Neighborhood go off the road Bro stay with me open your eyes The ambulance will arrive shortly Everything's gonna be okay, like in the old days We'll make a barbecue and taste the weed Pager is ringing I'm not a fuckin paranoid Unknown number can be trapped I gave my attention to the game You was home on ya mama couch I was pulling big hummers out Things I know right gun in hand Still warm Leaving a trail of smoke in the streetlight Last call to return from the wrong you did I don't warn you I come with a body bag I'll find you before the cops come Every hour of my day one eight seven This game is entered with blood death is the only way out Just for a better life f*ck my mistakes Life ending for money For more lost brothers Why the f*ck is this lifestyle It looks like we're firing gun against the wind I'il fight until my last breath Don't give up, we're not like the others The moment police shot my brother, he's still in my memory My constant sleep is escaping I smoke weed till morning I want to get it out of my head Justice exists to hurt us I'm tired of it this order needs to change Government is constantly watching us They know us better than we do Be careful not to make mistakes They can attack at any moment Perk medication doesn't do shit On a one way trip to prison, selling drugs We were born gangsters it's not something that happened later I wish we had a choice like the others Last call to return from the wrong you did I don't warn you I come with a body bag I'll find you before the cops come Every hour of my day one eight seven This game is entered with blood death is the only way out Just for a better life f*ck my mistakes Lots of money to count Most of my time is spent with money and rubberbands All my accounts are in my mind My head can be very good but you still owe me asshole I look at my phone, everyone in debt left a calls They'd better pay Code 187 comes into play I think my new tracksuits and white shoes will get dirty F*ck people don't know why they have responsibilities No jokes in my story My friends who insisted on going the wrong way are now in body bags I'm used to that (F*ck) Gunshots and helicopter make me wake up early I wonder if the code 187 will pass for me I hope I can do all the work before that day 1308 Neighborhood salutes bitchhhh Last call to return from the wrong you did I don't warn you I come with a body bag I'll find you before the cops come Every hour of my day one eight seven This game is entered with blood death is the only way out Just for a better life f*ck my mistakes
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