D12, Young Buck, Kidd Kidd - 100 lyrics
Young Buck [David Darnell Brown] ashville, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[D12, Young Buck, Kidd Kidd - 100 lyrics]
A lot of niggas say they real man
But these niggas ain't real
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred
You know how we do it, Dirty Dozen, G-Unit
Overcook the beef until it's over
And you leak fluid
I speak fluent, real talk
You at peace? Prove it
Cause niggas swear they run shit
Until they cease moving
So who are you fooling if you ain't
Getting money then what are you doing
Get caught without a gun and you're ruined
You better connect with some thorough
Cats before it's over with
Ride through in the rover then
Cave your whole shoulder in
I know some homies importing boulders
Straight soldiers
Who sip coffee, read all day
Chill in their loafers
Who never tell even if the
Odds are against them
In the pen trading favors
While they puffing on the Winston
D12 we stick together, thin and thick
And keep it family over money
My team are sick and loyal
So when it comes down to giving
A fuck about your squad nigga, i don't
I keep it a buck
McVay season, meat cleaver, car Beamer
When they see us they start
Beefing and turn vegan
Start speaking about me and
They stop breathing
They not leaving an autopsy, the cop's even
Got me in a hot seat and I'm not speaking
I start cheesing, motherfuck the precinct
The realest nigga I keep pissing these
Hot heads off without the penicillin
I been a killer since
O-Dog was getting audition
Don't push me I'm no simp to
Get rid of these bitches
It's that simple I hold strength compared
To Conan with a four-fifth hold it
Expose it and put a hole in him the
Size of a doughnut when I hit him
Grim reaper in denim jean
What I'm seeing: you're life is ending
They higher than a flight attendant when
I mention they start shitting
An OG with a hitman's pension
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred
I'm the one who put the G back in G-Unit
I know a lot of G's nigga you ain't it
Stop claiming that you that
When you ain't this
I come through, niggas backed up
You ain't shit
Put my hand on the Bible, swear I'm the truth
Got my hand on this rifle, support the troops
Black gloves
Black mask can't provide the proof
I'm in the D with 12 niggas riding for Proof
Kidd Kidd, the same nigga, ask about me
Type of nigga to hit you, make a rap about it
Then sit down with 50 and
Let him laugh about it
Smile in your momma face while
She sad about it
I don't bang colors but I'm very violent
No pics, my gun got American flag around it
Anybody can get it just let
Me know who want it
If they're riding, I'm riding 100 or nothin'
I'm raw, I wake up just to break the law
Bizarre
I just threw my baby momma out the car, 100
Shots to a nigga face
He shouldn't have done it
Hit him in his main artery just
To keep him from running
Jack Daniels and this 40
With this black handle
I got powder and pills all in my door panel
Barricaded in these bricks looking
At door cameras and any time, breaking news
I be on your channel
I tell the Pope I sell dope, I got no manners
Fuck a rich bitch broke, I got no standards
Fuck your birthday, I don't even blow candles
I'm just looking out for them
Police cars with no antenna
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred
But these niggas ain't real
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred
You know how we do it, Dirty Dozen, G-Unit
Overcook the beef until it's over
And you leak fluid
I speak fluent, real talk
You at peace? Prove it
Cause niggas swear they run shit
Until they cease moving
So who are you fooling if you ain't
Getting money then what are you doing
Get caught without a gun and you're ruined
You better connect with some thorough
Cats before it's over with
Ride through in the rover then
Cave your whole shoulder in
I know some homies importing boulders
Straight soldiers
Who sip coffee, read all day
Chill in their loafers
Who never tell even if the
Odds are against them
In the pen trading favors
While they puffing on the Winston
D12 we stick together, thin and thick
And keep it family over money
My team are sick and loyal
So when it comes down to giving
A fuck about your squad nigga, i don't
I keep it a buck
McVay season, meat cleaver, car Beamer
When they see us they start
Beefing and turn vegan
Start speaking about me and
They stop breathing
They not leaving an autopsy, the cop's even
Got me in a hot seat and I'm not speaking
I start cheesing, motherfuck the precinct
The realest nigga I keep pissing these
Hot heads off without the penicillin
I been a killer since
O-Dog was getting audition
Don't push me I'm no simp to
Get rid of these bitches
It's that simple I hold strength compared
To Conan with a four-fifth hold it
Expose it and put a hole in him the
Size of a doughnut when I hit him
Grim reaper in denim jean
What I'm seeing: you're life is ending
They higher than a flight attendant when
I mention they start shitting
An OG with a hitman's pension
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred
I'm the one who put the G back in G-Unit
I know a lot of G's nigga you ain't it
Stop claiming that you that
When you ain't this
I come through, niggas backed up
You ain't shit
Put my hand on the Bible, swear I'm the truth
Got my hand on this rifle, support the troops
Black gloves
Black mask can't provide the proof
I'm in the D with 12 niggas riding for Proof
Kidd Kidd, the same nigga, ask about me
Type of nigga to hit you, make a rap about it
Then sit down with 50 and
Let him laugh about it
Smile in your momma face while
She sad about it
I don't bang colors but I'm very violent
No pics, my gun got American flag around it
Anybody can get it just let
Me know who want it
If they're riding, I'm riding 100 or nothin'
I'm raw, I wake up just to break the law
Bizarre
I just threw my baby momma out the car, 100
Shots to a nigga face
He shouldn't have done it
Hit him in his main artery just
To keep him from running
Jack Daniels and this 40
With this black handle
I got powder and pills all in my door panel
Barricaded in these bricks looking
At door cameras and any time, breaking news
I be on your channel
I tell the Pope I sell dope, I got no manners
Fuck a rich bitch broke, I got no standards
Fuck your birthday, I don't even blow candles
I'm just looking out for them
Police cars with no antenna
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred
I keep it a hundred i keep it a hundred