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100 Ways (Yo Mouf) (feat. Redd Simpkins)
by R1ZO
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I feel like I got a good hold on things
Back in the bitch and you know the name
Put on for my side like its hunger games
Always on track like we running things
And we running things til the city change
I'm just the realest to do it
I chop it and screw it I make em look foolish
Make em look foolish
Yeah bitch I do this
And I just crossed her name off my to do list
Something like Eazy and them bitch I'm ruthless
I think you already know who the truth is
Something like Lucious
Bitch I come with the force like I'm Lucas
Guess you can say we got everything figured out
I'm starting to feel, I'm starting to feel
Like everything played out
Got a hundred names
That's hundred ways
To stop you running yo mouf
Yo mouf
Yo mouf
Looks like you caught me in rare form
If they in my way say a prayer for em
Most of you got nothing to say
They not I'm my lane
We fly like the air force
Tell me who they really here for
Tell me who they wanna hear more
Tell me we ain't really poppin then I'ma have to slap you over the head for it
Sippin' and smokin on somethin you know that I'm gone
I know that it's real don't bother me I'm in my zone
Ain't nothin toppin' us
Unless she is toppin' us
It's hard to tell who to trust
When you got it like this, you look thru the love like
Guess you can say we got everything figured out
I'm starting to feel, I'm starting to feel
Like everything played out
Got a hundred names
That's hundred ways
To stop you running yo mouf
Yo mouf
Yo mouf
You running your mouth
But haven't stretched out now you crampin
Look at you
Thought you was riding
You ain't Poseidon wavy and lampin
You ain't him
Saturday nights me and your wife cuttin up in your mansion
That Simpkins a bad motherfucker bitch shut the fuck up
Better go talk to Sampson
See I've been riding round in this bitch
Trying To figure where I fit in
Realizing when you're revolutionaries
Most don't follow the vision
They acting cool with the plans
Until it's time to ride and ship out
Calm and collected but deep down
At any moment they could turn around Freak out
Who's the bitch now
Basically a walking liability
Slap that hoe again if he question my ability
Bring it to ya friend why he testing my agility
Fucking with my zen messing up my tranquility
Talking to myself like woo sah
Make me wanna shoot like the hoops out
In this game you'll never be too proud
Bout to get it in for the moola
Guess you can say we got everything figured out
I'm starting to feel, I'm starting to feel
Like everything played out
Got a hundred names
That's hundred ways
To stop you running yo mouf
Yo mouf
Yo mouf
I feel like I got a good hold on things
Back in the bitch and you know the name
Put on for my side like its hunger games
Always on track like we running things
And we running things til the city change
I'm just the realest to do it
I chop it and screw it I make em look foolish
Make em look foolish
Yeah bitch I do this
And I just crossed her name off my to do list
Something like Eazy and them bitch I'm ruthless
I think you already know who the truth is
Something like Lucious
Bitch I come with the force like I'm Lucas
Guess you can say we got everything figured out
I'm starting to feel, I'm starting to feel
Like everything played out
Got a hundred names
That's hundred ways
To stop you running yo mouf
Yo mouf
Yo mouf
Looks like you caught me in rare form
If they in my way say a prayer for em
Most of you got nothing to say
They not I'm my lane
We fly like the air force
Tell me who they really here for
Tell me who they wanna hear more
Tell me we ain't really poppin then I'ma have to slap you over the head for it
Sippin' and smokin on somethin you know that I'm gone
I know that it's real don't bother me I'm in my zone
Ain't nothin toppin' us
Unless she is toppin' us
It's hard to tell who to trust
When you got it like this, you look thru the love like
Guess you can say we got everything figured out
I'm starting to feel, I'm starting to feel
Like everything played out
Got a hundred names
That's hundred ways
To stop you running yo mouf
Yo mouf
Yo mouf
You running your mouth
But haven't stretched out now you crampin
Look at you
Thought you was riding
You ain't Poseidon wavy and lampin
You ain't him
Saturday nights me and your wife cuttin up in your mansion
That Simpkins a bad motherfucker bitch shut the fuck up
Better go talk to Sampson
See I've been riding round in this bitch
Trying To figure where I fit in
Realizing when you're revolutionaries
Most don't follow the vision
They acting cool with the plans
Until it's time to ride and ship out
Calm and collected but deep down
At any moment they could turn around Freak out
Who's the bitch now
Basically a walking liability
Slap that hoe again if he question my ability
Bring it to ya friend why he testing my agility
Fucking with my zen messing up my tranquility
Talking to myself like woo sah
Make me wanna shoot like the hoops out
In this game you'll never be too proud
Bout to get it in for the moola
Guess you can say we got everything figured out
I'm starting to feel, I'm starting to feel
Like everything played out
Got a hundred names
That's hundred ways
To stop you running yo mouf
Yo mouf
Yo mouf