Lyrics:
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Now, yeah
Cause I said I want it now (Yeah, uh)
You know I want it now (Yeah, yeah)
One, two, three (Uh, yeah)
Cause I said I want it now (Uh, yeah)
go nigga
Word up, close the door to the Aston nigga
Get out the, yo, take that shit out the ash tray man
Do you remember a real gang member?
Choppin'
two hundred degrees
Niggas want to hang with Sixth
But they can't come close
He's a hundred degrees, what
Bitches want to hang with him
But they can't
Ali !!!!!!!! a.k.a Tulz
Two Fingers Two Triggers
(We de on guard)
What type of peace/piece do you want from me?
Two Fingers Two Triggers
(We
overtime
Though I told you "good riddance" but, I still want ya
Twice shy, once bitten, by your anaconda
I gave a hundred percent
Keep it a hundred
Long
that pace
Honey just me and you
We'll have a hundred honeymoons
The city's really gettin' to me
I know it’s not helpin' you
Life is just passin' us by
One niggas down, two niggas run it
Call me snowman, one hundred miles and gunning
Here come the paramedics
It goes one for the money, two for
I'm in here
Got all you freaks lookin'
When we walk by, pussy start cookin'
Rookies start tookin'
Get your ass up, V.I.P. Section's gettin' tooken
we touch
If there's an inch of air between our two hearts beating that's too much
'Cause I can't get you close enough
I can't get you close enough
a whip on the lot, 'bout four-hundred grand
Gold 'round my neck, pistol close at hand 'cause
All y'all niggas wanna get like me
Surrounded by bitches
ninety-nine shit, they ain't a hundred
Keep that shit a hundred, you need one more number
[Verse 1]
Niggas on some ninety-nine
I been crossed by family, I
fuck your wristwatch
Pause, let it stop, hope we get by
Bye when I zoom, let it vroom
'Bout a hundred goons with a fume, better let it [?]
A hundred
need for a stylist
Extend my clip
It got a barrel with a silence
Play about mine, know my niggas get to wyling
We young
There be new blue hundreds by
Getting done worst by the ones i thought was on my side
I know you busy but god when is it going to be my time
So close to giving up but im tryna keep it
(like what you want?)
Walking around in Prada jeans with like 20 something (like 20 something)
I bought two pair of Balmain jeans that's 20 hundred (20
Chorus - I just got a 100 back What You On
Rich Ni**a Strap What You On
Put 2 karats on my bi**h What You On
Sitting back counting bricks What You
She don't wanna grind (No)
'Cause her man too close by
After I put two and two together
I think I finally figured it out
She came here with a girl,
we throwing up them fours,if you my brother n*gga I'll never cut your throat,b*tch I'll sell 100 bricks before I sell my soul,I don't wanna f*ck with
money nigga, you ain't touching none
Dubai to Thailand, she bringin' her friend I'm fucking my hoes by the two (Yea yea yea)
I open my window, throw pots
you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try, we'll get by
So forget all about us tonight
(everything's alright,
throw the towel in
(hey)
Almost made you wanna trade the style in
(uh oh)
Countin' up hunnids by the thousands (uh oh)
100 stacks, run it back, hester
bounce
Gotta get ya cash, we 100
Keep it hood rich, gotta act a ass
Go and tell em I need
Two more bitches
Two more Swishas, tell em two more cups
all smiles
Floating, lately its all highs
Two tens by my side and they all thighs
They breaking necks, with long legs sticking out my passenger doors
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