Partners-N-Crime - 187'um [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Gunfire and screaming]

[Misdemeanor]

Ah shit! That's the way to do it!
A 187 on 6th & Baronne!

[Dispatcher]

187 on 6th & Baronne, please send emergency units

First Verse [Misdemeanor]:

I ain't no joke with that gat smoke
Quick to bust your cantaloupe
Murder ain't shit when I'm full off that indo
See a victim watch me creep
Gotta put his ass to sleep
Caught him right, caught him right, nigga I ain't nothin' nice
Murder is a hobby, them laws they can't fade me
Bust me, frame me, them niggas must be crazy
Ever go to jail, I make bail, I'm too large
(Cuz they can't hold a gangsta on a misdemeanor charge)
Then I'm back on the streets, and that's it Black for the 9-4
Knockin' niggas off, fuckin' over five oh
Hittin' hustles, robbin' niggas, back to all that old shit
Slangin' coke, snortin' dope, it's all about my money BIATCH!!!!!

Chorus [Partners-N-Crime]:

One eightyyy, one eighty seven (187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor)
One eightyyy, one eighty seven (187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor)
So if you niggas wanna step I'll send your ass to Hell
A misdemeanor ain't nothin' but a 187
So if you niggas wanna step I'll send your ass to Hell
A misdemeanor ain't nothin' but a 187

Second Verse [Prime Time]:

Life is short, you'll never catch this nigga here, with his pants down
Ain't nobody fightin', grab my strap, put your hands down
Niggas boogie bang, blood spills as I pass by
Who want, that nigga in the ski mask, go breeze by
Rollin' through your hood, my passenger's a plum
Fool silence if I hear a pin drop I'ma dump
I peel a nigga's shit, straight makin' fools splatter
Pissin' fools off like my name was blat-blatta
It don't matter
Shouldn't have stared but now you covered up in plastic
Stretched like elastic, but call me sarcastic
Cuz murder ain't a thang, ain't no shame, fuck a Kris Kross
The price to play the game is heavy, life is what the shit costs
I get lost, with po po's, bailin' with they gats out
A lot of niggas creep, tryin' to run, with they backs out
I keep my bitch Niener on my side, have you seen her?
Murder is a way of life fool, 187 is a misdemeanor

Chorus

[Misdemeanor]

187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor
187 ain't nothin' but a misdemeanor