Ransom - 0 To 100 (Freestyle) lyrics
[Ransom - 0 To 100 Freestyle lyrics]
Ok now niggas I’m pissed off
How many chains on niggas necks
I could lift off
How many watches on niggas wrists
I could slip off
I got them in the scope so you
Know I’m letting that fifth off
The big boss excited bout all this grimy shit
You on the wrong tip confused
Over this tiny shit boy missed at Mayweather
Sorry Miss Jackson this action
Is looking way better
So keep talking and make me
Reach for my sidearm
Find me an ave that’s worthy
Enough to ride on
And I’ll ride on, that’s word to mommy
I never listened to Rule so
Send word to Gotti
I’m talking bout Irv nigga
You got some nerve nigga
Better watch your words nigga
Saying that you street will get you
Stomped out on this curb quicker
Ask me about any nigga see if my words differ
I don’t give a fuck about nobody
I’m so sorry I’m colder than
When my nose snotty
My flow probably compared to
Being an old shotty
Lonely niggas saying they killers they
Ain’t go no body
Bang, riding out with my gang
I show these niggas the ropes now
These niggas just wanna hang
They say that I’m just a dark author
I’m riding Fast & Furious
Like I’m Paul Walker
I gave you my life is you
Kidding this is what yal offer money, women
& nights you figure that’s just
What I’m off of
Yal wrong cause I want more than that
If you the definition of street
Then I am the almanac
If every nigga’s talking about work then
Where’s all the bosses at
Apart from that if niggas is killer
Where’s all the coffins at
They say that I’m too involved with that
I’m far from that
If that’s your perception I’m
Trying to alter that
I don’t follow rules and parameters
When you talking rap
I’ll green light a nigga so watch
Where a nigga crossing at
And for them niggas talking like
They coming for him
I just went from 0-100 on em
All these rap niggas think
They fronted on him
I just went from 0-100 on em (Yea)
How many chains on niggas necks
I could lift off
How many watches on niggas wrists
I could slip off
I got them in the scope so you
Know I’m letting that fifth off
The big boss excited bout all this grimy shit
You on the wrong tip confused
Over this tiny shit boy missed at Mayweather
Sorry Miss Jackson this action
Is looking way better
So keep talking and make me
Reach for my sidearm
Find me an ave that’s worthy
Enough to ride on
And I’ll ride on, that’s word to mommy
I never listened to Rule so
Send word to Gotti
I’m talking bout Irv nigga
You got some nerve nigga
Better watch your words nigga
Saying that you street will get you
Stomped out on this curb quicker
Ask me about any nigga see if my words differ
I don’t give a fuck about nobody
I’m so sorry I’m colder than
When my nose snotty
My flow probably compared to
Being an old shotty
Lonely niggas saying they killers they
Ain’t go no body
Bang, riding out with my gang
I show these niggas the ropes now
These niggas just wanna hang
They say that I’m just a dark author
I’m riding Fast & Furious
Like I’m Paul Walker
I gave you my life is you
Kidding this is what yal offer money, women
& nights you figure that’s just
What I’m off of
Yal wrong cause I want more than that
If you the definition of street
Then I am the almanac
If every nigga’s talking about work then
Where’s all the bosses at
Apart from that if niggas is killer
Where’s all the coffins at
They say that I’m too involved with that
I’m far from that
If that’s your perception I’m
Trying to alter that
I don’t follow rules and parameters
When you talking rap
I’ll green light a nigga so watch
Where a nigga crossing at
And for them niggas talking like
They coming for him
I just went from 0-100 on em
All these rap niggas think
They fronted on him
I just went from 0-100 on em (Yea)