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187 Proof Coolin on tha cornah wit tha cellular phone, you can tell dat tha Eastbay wuz hiz home, more mail den tha rest of tha pushes, cuz he got ah tech 9 in tha bushes, an dats how tha shit wuz handled, 1st name Jack last name Daniels, had 2 boyz named E&J, E had tha 9 an J tha AK, glocked on tha street called Hennessey, robbahs wit tha muthafucka name OE, E had ah bitch an her name wuz Gin, had ah nigga name Juice doin time in tha penn, you couldn't tell dat Gin wuz a bitch though, cuz she wuz fuckin some nigga named Cisco, E&J tonite they come, wit 2 fat niggas named Bacardi & Rum,dey capped Jack's ho an tha site wuz scary, tha bitch wuz all Bloody an her name wuz Mary, officer Martini wiped up tha body, an all fingahs pointed at Rum & Bacardi, E&J told Jack tha whole tale, so Jack tried to bail Juice out tha jail but OE had tha judge on tha payroll clout, so Jack shot tha judge up an broke Juice out, an errbody talkin bout Gin & Juice, Juice shot Gin cuz tha bitch wuz loose, now E iz shook an dey ain't gonna get me, Iround up tha posse an called up Mickey, Mickey wuz big an only sold 8 Ballz, had 99 niggas up against tha wall, E&J found out dat he made tha call, so E&J Jack & Juice nined dem all, dey wuz sent 2 tha morgue an Mickey paid tha bill, got tha money from tha bitch breakin Strawberry Hill, Jack & Juice & Mickey wouldn't survive, but Mickey wuz slick he had ah Colt 45, an now he's wonderin how he got tha word, it wuz tha neighborhood wyno Thunderbird, you wonder how ah murder rap got so much juice, it wuz a Hundred Eighty-seven Proof, check it out check it out check it out check it out
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