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Azucar Moreno - Slob 187 lyrics
[SCARFACE]
 I woke up
 One morning ran outside because I seen yellow tape
 Another Slob lying down because he tried to escape
 Another A-T-L-A-N-T-I-C B-D drive-by
 As his mama, daddy screamin', cryin' ask me why
 But they don't know that I don't give a fuck
 I hope to meet wagon van man hurry up and clean this Slob but
 My mama told me stay away from the gang
 But at the same time I keep my blue rag and my blue strings
 I used to drag a Slob down the street, kick outta teeth
 And bang his head against the concrete
 And my neighbors ain't no muthafuckin' snitches
 I jacked a Slob for his riches when I done in these ditches
 You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake
 They couldn't wait to join a gang so their lives to be take
 By me - another down B-G
 Scarface Atlantic Drive kind of Crip I can't stand R-E-D
 But that's the main point in effects
 So let me grab my gat - bust back
 Cause this is Snoop attack
 All Slobs should be dead by the 9-5
 Cause in the muthafuckin' graves is where the Snoops lyin'
 Y'all niggas keep the world a blue atmosphere
 Two C's from Compton Crip Cuz and I'm outta here
 [INCH]
 Betta watch your back
 This is Piru 187
 Put a Slob on his back with the Mac-11
 A Kelly with a gun won't run and hide
 It's a nigga Crip Inch and comin' from the East Side
 Watch these Slobs just run and duck
 Cause I ain't givin' up nuthin' but bad luck
 Gotta kill at will
 So I pack my steel
 Put a Slob on the ground and Cuz that's real
 You might say that I'm too far gone
 Mind lost and tossed
 Of the age of the terrordome
 Now I'm off to just makin' a brains hang
 Runnin' the streets with the muthafuckin' K gang
 One down but I still ain't hurt
 Cause I'm killin' Slobs off from here to Gettesburg 
 The Mac-11 gon' pop pop pop
 You get a hole in your head cause I just can't stop
 [G-BONE]
 Slobs can't getaway from this itchy trigga finger
 Straight Slob killin' Cuz I'm a Crip
 Fuck them niggas
 Peel their caps cack with a muthafuckin' Tec-9
 Slob-ass niggas better muthafuckin' recognize
 This is the Slob killa A-D double C
 Flee dog B-Dog
 Kill a Cuz I'm a L-O-C
 Sendin' Slob niggas on the stairway to hell
 I can't inhale cause I can't stand that dead lobster smell
 So chunk that nigga in a dizitch
 All Slob killa and that includes a Snoop
 Bitch I always set the Crip up
 And won't give a fuck
 That's why I stick the Cripalettes cause I cock this bomb as fuck
 But you know you gotta watch their punk-ass ho's too
 Cause some Cripalette got love for die-'Rus
 A hoe ain't shit
 Sure 'nuff by a Slob bitchAzucar Moreno - Slob 187 - http://motolyrics.com/azucar-moreno/slob-187-lyrics.html
 Cause they would fuck a Slob
 And come suck a Crip dick
 I can't trust the hoe well, I don't fuck with Slobs
 I'm a Locsta and fuck all oo-lah
 This is a muthafuckin' C-R-I-P
 Ain't no love for an S-L-O-B
 [AWOL]
 I'm givin' up the K to some Slobs and all ??
 Slobs wanna trip, Slob nigga bring it on
 Shot a Slob's dome with this 30 ?? 6
 Infra-red scope with the 30 round clip
 A Compton Crip
 Bad man, don't step too close
 Cause you's a Slob-ass ex Crip nigga from East Coast
 That nigga Dog better watch his dome
 My dick still in his mouth so my nigga it's on
 You ain't a dog, you's a M-U-T
 On the nuts of a Compton B-G
 Fuck Bangin' On Wax and fuck that True Blue tape
 Fuck everybody hood if they dissin' the K
 C, I get it strap and I'm ready for a 211
 Catch a Slob and it's Slob 187
 [TROLL]
 S-N-O-O-P to the K
 Make way when I spray Slobs just ain't safe
 Cause it's on with them muthafuckin' off-brand niggas servin' 'Rus like
 Dinner with this itchy trigga finger
 Puttin' brains to the side walk to end all talk
 Bitch Slobs get choked when they slip and get caught
 Fuck all die-'Rus and the families have made 'em
 Let 'em all claimin' Snoops and now can't shit save 'em
 When the set trip is on Slobs cover your dome
 I catch a cap to the hat when I'm gettin' the chrome
 Lettin' off in your muthafuckin' hood dead rags better duck
 Cause a Kelly is up to no good
 See you wearing your colors and watch Troll unload
 And leave you dead shirt camouflage to 16 holes
 Glock 9 causin' doom like that muthafuckin' Armageddon
 When I step in Slob's turf
 Bitch when they see my weapon
 To the head cause there ain't no love
 Ask you: where you from? and blast if your ass say Blood
 Cause it's a straight Compton Crip
 Teachin' new lives left
 Fuck all y'all
 I'm claimin' Slob 187
 [RIDER J]
 Fuck a Slob, fuck a 'Ru
 And anybody else too
 See Cuz I gotta do for me
 Makin' dollars, cluckin' ends for my A-D-C
 A 'Ru or a Snoop ain't hard to do away
 Grab my 9 if you miss to straight spray niggas
 And it's Slob killa
 You can't come kickin' in my hood muthafucka cause I peel ya
 I'm rollin' through your hood with much Crip
 Disrespect
 Blue'd up on Atlantic and it's time to set
 Settle
 The muthafuckin' score
 Tec-9 bullets muthafuckas now open up the door
 And to you Slob muthafuckas that don't know me
 Fuck your sets and your dead homies
 A-D-C up niggas!








