Letra de 100 Rounds - Birdman & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)

(Thanks Yakree)

I think these niggas know

(Timmy Da HitMan)

Bitch, and if you don't, you better know, huh

My momma put it in my head, I can't get stalked

My nigga drill it in my head, I can't die broke

I stood outside the door

Right there when Terrell stuck up the store

I'm in that North, they know

Where them youngins totin' poles

I'm tryna make sure they strong

Size me up (Size me up)

Guarantee times get hard, nigga

So we risin' up (So we risin' up), uptown fly nigga (Uptown, nigga)

My diamonds up (Diamonds up), and we piped it up (And we piped it up)

It ain't no slidin', when we walk behind, we right in there (Bah)

Pass the torch to my lil' niggas, we high as fuck (We high as fuck)

Fake paper, nigga, no talkin', talkin', we chalk 'em up (Chalk 'em up)

Old school in a old-school, we''ll light it up (Light it up)

Real rich nigga, we rip shit, we fuck it up (We fuck it up)

Look, we gon' bang it out in this stolo in this bitch wit' a hundred rounds

Or we can meet up in that city where they knocked the projects down

I don't do no talkin', I don't do no runnin', bitch

Talkin' safe and sound

Four deep, we been blockin' 'round here all day

Think he safe until he found

What you spent on that Maybach truck?

Two fifty on the ease, lil' nigga (On the ease, lil' nigga)

Two fifty on that Bentley with them wheels, lil' nigga (Wheel, lil' nigga)

Sideways for them suicide my doors, my nigga (My doors, my nigga)

Always been down for that drill, my nigga (For that drill, my nigga)

Been a fish in that water (Been a fish), a shark in that field (Shark in the field)

Uptown nigga (Uptown), where it's kill or be killed (Kill or be killed)

Been known to kill (Known to kill), just a big money spender (Big money, nigga)

Iced up, lit up, marble floors, nigga (Marble floors, nigga)

Poppin' the bottles, been in the hard field, nigga (The hard field)

Been in the pen', nigga, we real deal, nigga (Real deal)

Hold on, focused but can't stay off pills

All he know is kill-kill

Face too known, I'ma get mans down

Me and Josh while we doin' that drill

Seventy for that Audemar and this bitch here stainless steel

All black Maybach, need another car

Ain't drive that bitch in at least a year

Daddy caught over fifty years

Vaughn locked up, got another five

Told them niggas that this my fuckin' year

Thirteen whips, need another ride

I just copped a place in Utah

Need another spot for to ease my mind

Need another bitch for to get me right

'Cause the one I'm with tryna slime a slime

Got dressed, jumped in that Tesla

Lit that dope up and it smell like pine

In this bitch with beaucoup felons

For that charge, can't minimize that time

Rolls-Royce truck all red inside

Range Rover truck when I'm on Westheimer

Two hundred for that Patek, I'm timeless

MG9, Herm and who that be there slimin'

Styrofoam flow, I'm a sip on dope

Christopher, my OG, that's common

Stimilize my mind, back to back I smoke

Lil Top, bitch, I got plenty bodies

Yeah, this pimpin' hour, pimpin'

Top, Stunnaman

You know miles man, Beezy

B.R and N.O

From the Bayou

¿Te encanta la letra de 100 Rounds? ¡Compártela con tus amigos!