Keep It 100

Y'all fuck niggas gon' die as a fuck nigga Oh, Lord, Jetson made another one You gon' live to be a fuck nigga, you a fuck nigga Get you popped, and I swear to God, put that on my kids Don't tell no lies to my God, but I lie to "your honor" I gotta keep it street, fuck them niggas, that's one hunnid They ain't keep it street so them niggas not one hunnid You's a bitch, you's a snitch, oh, you switched, homie, bitch, homie Damn, I get that money, I'm a rich homie, no Rich Homie And I keep that stick, 30 round and that Glick on me Smokin' on designer, and your bitch, she on my dick, homie I shoot that motherfucker 'til I can't squeeze, and I got .223s Shootin' that motherfucker 'til I can't breathe And I can't get no sleep I'ma squeeze 'til you can't see Stick just hit off, I just took off And I just kept shootin' at your soul, nigga, fuck ya I got your bitch in my spot, and she suckin' my dick And I hit her from the back, no rubber I'ma feed that baby, bitch nigga, and it's a bastard The bitch done fell in love with a robber Street nigga, yeah, I'm a trapper Get money, yeah, 'cause I'm a rapper Bitch, I'm not Flasha And I'm flashin' 'cause I got diamonds I'm shinin', bling bling, as you can see And you all on my nuts, bitch, you can't breathe, let me breathe Bad back, you squeeze Go and sell these penguins, nothin' but keys Kick her off my back, I'm like a dog, but I hate fleas I'ma get money, for real, dog, count up that blue cheese Thinkin' bout robbin' niggas, that's it, dog Get that boys [?] I hit licks, nigga, on me You cannot rob no robber, nigga, you kidding me? (Pussy nigga) How the fuck you niggas envy me? How the fuck you niggas actin' like you niggas wanna get rid of me? Thought we were all in, thought we were all friends 'Til that money came in Get you popped, and I swear to God, put that on my kids Don't tell no lies to my God, but I lie to "your honor" I gotta keep it street, fuck them niggas, that's one hunnid They ain't keep it street so them niggas not one hunnid You's a bitch, you's a snitch, oh, you switched, homie, bitch, homie Damn, I get that money, I'm a rich homie, no Rich Homie And I keep that stick, 30 round and that Glick on me Smokin' on designer, and your bitch, she on my dick, homie Settin' up shop, takin' over your block, and we smokin' shit Call the cops, but this shit won't stop, we be rollin' shit Damn, I'm kickin' shit, and I'm still in the Six, nigga Say you want me dead, nigga, you ain't did shit, nigga Kickin' up my feet, let them folk know who run this shit, nigga And I be in that EA, East Atlanta, that's my shit, nigga ATW watchin' me, they say I got all these sticks, nigga I'll get a nigga spinned, nigga, homicide shit, nigga Throwin' it up, gang ties, say they on my ass 4L got the pyramid, whole block on smash Get them grass, nigga talk too much, shoot that boy too fast I'm so gangster, I'm an alley boy, catch 'em being bad Get you popped, and I swear to God, put that on my kids Don't tell no lies to my God, but I lie to "your honor" I gotta keep it street, fuck them niggas, that's one hunnid They ain't keep it street so them niggas not one hunnid You's a bitch, you's a snitch, oh, you switched, homie, bitch, homie Damn, I get that money, I'm a rich homie, no Rich Homie And I keep that stick, 30 round and that Glick on me Smokin' on designer, and your bitch, she on my dick, homie Ha Nigga