Keep it 100 - Young Nudy

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