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Correct 100 Shots Lyrics
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[Intro] Cook that shit up, Quay [Chorus] A hundred shots out that stick, you better go retarded And that's your man you better slide, ain't no back and forthin' I pull up with a dirty stick to make sure you hit A young nigga with them bricks and I'll flip this bitch A thousand pounds to my round Them young niggas done got it out the ground Bust pounds, now we fuck around A thousand pounds to my round Them young niggas done got it out the ground Bust pounds, now we fuck around [Verse 1] I work my wrist, I work my wrist, I work my fuckin' wrist Thirty thousand dollar profit, I just made a brick See and me and Judo broke it down, we just slayed a brick Oh give that bitch to Marlo, let him go filet the brick Fishscale off-white look like a real fish Don't test it now, you push that boy and it's like a killswitch Two hundred thousand on the table next to five sticks I send that work across the border, took a real risk Rob who? take what? fuck around get killed bitch Loyalty over royalty, blood sweat and tears shit Rob who? take what? fuck around get killed bitch Loyalty over royalty, blood sweat and tears shit [Chorus] A hundred shots out that stick, you better go retarded And that's your man you better slide, ain't no back and forthin' I pull up with a dirty stick to make sure you hit A young nigga with them bricks and I'll flip this bitch A thousand pounds to my round Them young niggas done got it out the ground Bust pounds, now we fuck around A thousand pounds to my round Them young niggas done got it out the ground Bust pounds, now we fuck around [Verse 2] See my dog, that's my dog I get 'em in by the ton with my dog (Baby) The cops come, I'm gunning with my dog (21) Them niggas playing games, I knock 'em off with my dog (No Plug) I'll never ever ever think about crossin' my dog See we stuck to the G code 'cause that's how the streets go Young nigga get it in, trap in the heat snow Drop top or Rolls Royce but I want the damn Porsche Young nigga kickin' shit, seven hundred, seven horse [Chorus] A hundred shots out that stick, you better go retarded And that's your man you better slide, ain't no back and forthin' I pull up with a dirty stick to make sure you hit A young nigga with them bricks and I'll flip this bitch A thousand pounds to my round Them young niggas done got it out the ground Bust pounds, now we fuck around A thousand pounds to my round Them young niggas done got it out the ground Bust pounds, now we fuck around
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