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187 Deluxe (Tyga) · 187: The Music (Hutchinson, Hutch) · 187 Proof [Cassette Single] (Spice 1) · 187: The Music (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Miles Davis Quintet [Prestige 187] (Miles Davis) · 187 He Wrote (Spice 1) · Detroit Deli (A Taste of Detroit) (Slum Village) · Detroit Deli (A Taste of Detroit) (Slum Village) · Detroit Deli (A Taste of Detroit) (Slum Village) · Detroit Deli (A Taste of Detroit) [Clean] (Slum Village) – and 90 other albums »


Ay bwoy, ay, this is this is 

187, the 187, the (chill man) 187 
The 187, the 187, the 187 (187) 
The 187, the 187, the bloaw! 
(jump up in
money by the stack from the rap for the crack 
In Detroit, its like that, liquor stores for the blunt and 
In Detroit, we got arabs that look like Bin
baby
City's where I stay
Got me a deuce and a quarter, babe
That's all I got to say

She's a Detroit made
Deuce and a quarter, babe
She's
baby
City's where I stay
Got me a deuce and a quarter, babe
That's all I got to say

She's a Detroit made
Deuce and a quarter, babe
She's
It's carbon and monoxide
The Ole Detroit perfume
And it hangs on the highways
In the morning
And it lays you down by noon
Oh Papa Hobo
You can
[ KM.G ]
Yo, this is somethin new by notorious-ass Above the Law
In the motherfuckin place
The Illustrator KM.G
Yo 187, you gotta let em know what's
huh, buck em. 

It's a 211, don't make it a 187 

It's a 211, don't make it a 187 

It's a 211, don't make it a 187 

It's a 211, don't make it
with me. 
And even on your block smoke them like a fucked up bell, 
Can't be caught by no Po-Po's can't be put in no slammer. 
I don't be fucking with
huh, buck em. 

It's a 211, don't make it a 187 

It's a 211, don't make it a 187 

It's a 211, don't make it a 187 

It's a 211, don't make it
[Chorus]
"187 don't stop" - [Dr. Dre]
"Cause it's 187" - [Snoop Dogg]
"187 don't stop" - [Dr. Dre]
"'Cause it's 187" - [Snoop Dogg]

Top down,
a leader not a follower
(my muthafuckin TRU tatoo) Uuunnnggghhh!

Chorus (2X): Murder, murder, murder, murder
	      187, cause I don't give a fuck
with me. 
And even on your block smoke them like a fucked up bell, 
Can't be caught by no Po-Po's can't be put in no slammer. 
I don't be fucking with
Yeah, the motherfuckin' East Bay Gangster back in the house
A.k.a. Mr. Kill Yo' Ass
187 Fac mothafucker
Nine-trey
G-Nut in the motherfuckin'
[Chorus]
"187 don't stop" - [Dr. Dre]
"Cause it's 187" - [Snoop Dogg]
"187 don't stop" - [Dr. Dre]
"'Cause it's 187" - [Snoop Dogg]

Top down,
man and run off in a hurry
Left the cola and the gats and the money 'cause a nigga done

[Chorus]

187 erupt, another motherfuckin' walk by in your
Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by day I make the cars by night I sing in bars
If only they could read between
a leader not a follower
(my muthafuckin TRU tatoo) Uuunnnggghhh!

Chorus (2X): Murder, murder, murder, murder
	      187, cause I don't give a fuck
man, the experience I had in Detroit was a hell of an experience because it shaped me, 
It molded me, it grew on me. 
I came back from Detroit, I was
in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm just fine, yes they do
But by day I make the cars and by night I make the bars
If only
I'm big in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by day I make the cars, by night I ake the bars
If only they could read
oh Lord I wanna go home

Home folks think I'm big in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by day I make the cars by
in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm just fine, yes they do
But by day I make the cars and by night I make the bars
If only
I want to go home, I want to go home,
Oh Lord, I want to go home.

Last night I went to sleep in Detroit city,
And I dreamed about those cotton
big in Detroit City.
From the letters that I write, they think I'm fine.
But by day, I make the cars,
And by night I make the bars,
If only they
I want to go home, I want to go home,
Oh Lord, I want to go home.

Last night I went to sleep in Detroit city,
And I dreamed about those cotton