Grace, Trae Tha Truth, Screwed Up Click, Lil 3rd, Mike-D - 100% lyrics
[Grace, Trae Tha Truth, Screwed Up Click, Lil 3rd, Mike-D - 100% lyrics]
It's one hundred
SUC, this how we do it mayn the Take Over
It's one hundred
Me and my niggas we gon keep it one hundred
Riding around in big Benz, getting blunted
Parking lot pimping
We sitting low up on them 20's
It's all one hundred, nigga
I've been gone for a minute
Look how the rules done changed
Since a few of these cake niggas
Took position in the game
I guess it's true
All the real niggas dead or on lock
And the few that's still standing
Done found another route
I don't play because out here
Situation critical low down and pitiful
The streets'll get rid of ya
That OG talk, I'm like EF Hutch
Nigga pause and pay attention
Like I'm strutting on buttons
Ain't no honor among thieves, no mo'
These lil' niggas'll get full of that dro
And run through your do'
Then have the nerve
Like they done a lil' some'ing
And catch 'em in the county
They be sideways bumping
But believe me lil' daddy
Your click ain't gon save ya
Jack me I'll jack back
Send ya to your maker
Hundred percent, SUC believe that
Choppers and calicoes, respond as feedback
You can tuck your tail back
Now where your Clover G's at
Fifty in your head
Fifty mo' where your knees at
Parking lot pimping
Twenty spreading where your knees at
And the Clover
Where the ghosts know in army fatigue hats
Split a nigga head, like I just skeed that
Screwed Up Click
Cap that's where the best eat at
Southsi' for li', bitch nigga believe that
Respect, or it's drama involved
When you see that
Boys shaken up, like a bad weed sack
Before I squab full of terror
Make a nigga lean back
Fa sho I'm a hundred
I keep it gutter grimey gangsta
And money after cash
I blast on all prankstas
Give it to 'em raw, come real is all I know
Gon get it and come back with it
True blue head to toe
Seen it all heard it twice
Five deuce like dice
In the do' slanging banging
Putting it all in your life
1 double O fa sho
Pack it up that's how it's coming
Candy dripping Davin's spinning
Wood gripping trunk bumping
Rep the click until I fall
United and standing tall
Throw it up and rep it watch this
One hundred the Lord call
I'm a hundred with words
And I'm a hundred with birds
I'm a hundred with Miggity Mike D, and 3rd
Game won SUC, Greenstone real nigga
Certified with the game, Woodfair go getter
What the fuck, they thinking cuz
This problem here ain't no solving
'til they be stinking cuz
Fresh off the chain a
Motherfucker better check theyself
Shit they better go check they health
Slugs deep inside of they pack
Fucked off I'ma bet they felt
Fuck a hundred
I'm a hundred and ninety-nine to the T
Asshole by Nature bitch
Cause it define who I be
I heard some niggas in the game
Ain't never heard of my set
May unload the back and make the bitch clap
While introducing my set
ABN, S-L-A-B and SUC what I'm toting
And plus you need to pay attention
From this chrome that I'm toting
With thirty shots for thirty jocks
A dot and a hot Glock
In something that's sitting dropped
And tipping on plenty blocks
SUC, this how we do it mayn the Take Over
It's one hundred
Me and my niggas we gon keep it one hundred
Riding around in big Benz, getting blunted
Parking lot pimping
We sitting low up on them 20's
It's all one hundred, nigga
I've been gone for a minute
Look how the rules done changed
Since a few of these cake niggas
Took position in the game
I guess it's true
All the real niggas dead or on lock
And the few that's still standing
Done found another route
I don't play because out here
Situation critical low down and pitiful
The streets'll get rid of ya
That OG talk, I'm like EF Hutch
Nigga pause and pay attention
Like I'm strutting on buttons
Ain't no honor among thieves, no mo'
These lil' niggas'll get full of that dro
And run through your do'
Then have the nerve
Like they done a lil' some'ing
And catch 'em in the county
They be sideways bumping
But believe me lil' daddy
Your click ain't gon save ya
Jack me I'll jack back
Send ya to your maker
Hundred percent, SUC believe that
Choppers and calicoes, respond as feedback
You can tuck your tail back
Now where your Clover G's at
Fifty in your head
Fifty mo' where your knees at
Parking lot pimping
Twenty spreading where your knees at
And the Clover
Where the ghosts know in army fatigue hats
Split a nigga head, like I just skeed that
Screwed Up Click
Cap that's where the best eat at
Southsi' for li', bitch nigga believe that
Respect, or it's drama involved
When you see that
Boys shaken up, like a bad weed sack
Before I squab full of terror
Make a nigga lean back
Fa sho I'm a hundred
I keep it gutter grimey gangsta
And money after cash
I blast on all prankstas
Give it to 'em raw, come real is all I know
Gon get it and come back with it
True blue head to toe
Seen it all heard it twice
Five deuce like dice
In the do' slanging banging
Putting it all in your life
1 double O fa sho
Pack it up that's how it's coming
Candy dripping Davin's spinning
Wood gripping trunk bumping
Rep the click until I fall
United and standing tall
Throw it up and rep it watch this
One hundred the Lord call
I'm a hundred with words
And I'm a hundred with birds
I'm a hundred with Miggity Mike D, and 3rd
Game won SUC, Greenstone real nigga
Certified with the game, Woodfair go getter
What the fuck, they thinking cuz
This problem here ain't no solving
'til they be stinking cuz
Fresh off the chain a
Motherfucker better check theyself
Shit they better go check they health
Slugs deep inside of they pack
Fucked off I'ma bet they felt
Fuck a hundred
I'm a hundred and ninety-nine to the T
Asshole by Nature bitch
Cause it define who I be
I heard some niggas in the game
Ain't never heard of my set
May unload the back and make the bitch clap
While introducing my set
ABN, S-L-A-B and SUC what I'm toting
And plus you need to pay attention
From this chrome that I'm toting
With thirty shots for thirty jocks
A dot and a hot Glock
In something that's sitting dropped
And tipping on plenty blocks