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letra de until the wheels fall off - cold 187um

[intro: cold 187um]
(gangsta wit’ it)
shoutout goes out to doc dre, dj yella, d.o.c., mc-ren
n.w.a., above the law (woo-eeh)
shoutout goes out to dj chaos, go mack, a.k.i., and cocaine
eazy-e rest in peace, kmg, and laylaw, and dooly
yo cube, show ’em how we move (wooh)

[verse 1: ice cube & cold 187um]
it’s the man, it’s the myth, it’s the flow, it’s the gift, it’s the fl!ck (ey)
of this wrist, make the dope so quick
make you hoes so sick, make a n-gga go get (okay)
have to down a whole fifth, for i f-ck a old b-tch
keep this m-th-rf-cker lit, umbrella when i spit
helen keller to your sh-t, a n-gga bailin’ with your b-tch (okay)
you can’t tell a n-gga sh-t, but you can tell a n-gga rich
the all-pro, f-ck ton-to, its geronimo (woo-eeh)
chop down, tomohawk
swoop down like i’m a hawk (okay)
with 2 b-tches ridin’ on my d-ck, like noah’s ark
trick, if you wanna start, fired up like jonavar
m-th-rf-ckers in my yard ’cause i’m known for goin’ hard-

[chorus: cold 187um]
’cause this right here (this right here?)
is that gangsta sh-t the riders wanna hear
(we gon’ ride till the wheels fall off, we gon’ ride till the wheels fall off yah hear me?)
’cause this right here (this right here?)
is that gangsta sh-t that all you suckers fear
(we gon’ ride till the wheels fall off, we gon’ ride till the wheels fall off yah heard me?)
[verse 2: cold 187um]
yeah, i’m a gangsta, i’m a k!ller, i’m a rider, i’m a dope dealer (ah-ha)
drug dealer, b-tch n-gga, cap peeler
i big stone king kong, godzilla
i’m nice from the shoulders like ali in manila
on the fo’ realah, i’m a silverback gorilla
it’s a problem for you if it’s beef and me behind the trigger
listen, i don’t touch snitches and sl!ck b-tches
plottin’ on my riches, going hard and knock me opposition
b-tches, you better send an army to get me
’cause i’m a stoned down n-gga who better do some major k!llin’ (woo-eeh)
so let me paint a clearer picture
you ‘gon feel the wrath of big hutch when them teflons hit ya

[outro: cold 187um]
and this has been (has been, has been)
a south-central, ramona, compton, presentation (presentation)
as we continue, to give you nothin’, but pure (pure, pure, pure) gangsta sh-t
thank you (thank you, thank you)
you’re welcome (you’re welcome, you’re welcome)

- cold 187um

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