187 Proof Lyrics by Spice 1

187 Proof Lyrics

    Intro:

    Coolin on the corner with the cellular phone you can tell that the east
    Bay was his home
    More mail than the rest of the pushers, cuz he’s got a technine in the
    Bushes

    Verse 1:

    And that’s how the shit was handled, first name jack, last name daniels
    Had two boys named e and j, e had the nine and j the ak
    Clocked on a street called hennessey, robs with a mother fucker named
    O.e.
    E had a bitch and her name was gin, had a nigga named juice doin time
    In the pen
    You couldn’t tell that gin was a bitch though, cuz she was fuckin some
    Nigga named cisco
    E and j knew tonight they’d come with two fat niggas named bacardi and
    Rum
    The cap jacks hoe and the sight was scary, the bitch was all bloody
    And her name was mary
    Officer martini wiped up the body, and all fingers pointed at rum and
    Bacardi
    E and j told jack the hotel, so jack tried to bail juice out of the jail
    But ol?e had the judge on the payroll clout, so jack shot the judge up
    And rolled juice out
    Now everybody’s talking ‘bout gin and juice, juice shot gin cuz the
    Bitch was loose
    Now e is shook thinkin they ain’t gonna get me, i’ll round up the posse
    And call up mickey
    Mickey was big, he only sold 8 balls, had 99 niggas up against the wall
    E and j found out he made the call so e and j and jack and juice nined
    Them all
    They were sent to the morgue and mickey paid the bill, got the money
    From the bitch (?reckless?) strawberry hill
    Jack and juice said mickey wouldn’t survive, but mickey was slick he
    Had a colt 45
    And now he’s wonderin how he got the word, it was the neighborhood wino
    Thunderbird
    You wonder how the murder rap got so much juice, it was a hundred and
    Eighty-seven proof , check it out

    Verse 2:

    Mickey sent st. ides after thunderbird, time for the hurricane he said
    Word
    Thunderbird in an alley waitin, wearin a beanie, tryin to get a sip
    From the cop mr martini
    St. ides screwed off thunderbird’s top, spilled his drank and gave a
    Swig to the cop
    But it’s too late martini knows it all, mickey and his boy od were
    Slangin 8 balls
    Of cocaine to the strawberries on the hill, so when he asked for juice
    He got a quick fill
    Mickey had his boy on bourbon blocks, the murderous cop killer mr
    Peppermint schnapps
    Mickey had this thing about nosey cops and it made mr peppermint lose
    His top
    Martini off duty waitin for the night train, didn’t know his wife
    Champaign would never see him again
    Peppermint schnapps creepin with the colt 45, gotta peel his cap before
    The train arrives
    Gotta stay low in broward here comes the train all the boys said the
    Engineers bartles and jaymes
    There was a toot from the train and then a gun blast, martini fell on
    The ground there was a big splash
    Mr schnapps got up because the cops chased him, st. ides and mickey in
    A ‘vette ready in front of the station
    But you know jack and juice was undercover, and jack was mad b cuz
    Mickey shot his lover
    There was big shootout and mickey got juiced, he couldn’t hang with the
    1-8-7 proof
    Juice was splattered and st. ides had took a fall, and then endo smoked
    ‘em all
    Check it out!

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