Lyrics:
ed, tell a story of the streets
[big ed]
My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasn't he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats
damn sweet, my baby tastes like sugar but she stings like a bee
She gets me high, every single day and every single night
I've got a hundred proof
one hundred proof
(I can feel your body recognize
That you're ashamed of me)
You're afraid of me (Yes I hate you too)
Yes I
When you look in my eyes
is the proof, I drink a 100 Proof
Cop searching the coup, I got some herb in my boot
When Wu is coming through, the outcome, critical
F***ing with
[Proof]
Yo, ay yo turn the heads and the mics up
We got the Dreadknaughts, you know what I'm sayin
Super MC, you know what I mean
Bugz, Dirty and all
died
Some people love but the same people lie
Cause there is no proof that they could provide
And the same people probably tend to switch sides
But it's
running through
We get the
Juice Juice Juice
But we solid
Yea the drip a hundred
Proof proof proof
Live forever
I got too much left to
Prove prove prove
gown
Unfathomed horror
Was but a tale
They told in bore
A hundred proof
Stained with life's vermouth
Tried hard to end what hands command
Suffice to say
them 30 rounds, them 50's, and hundreds too
Bankroll that's in my pocket got nothing but hundred blues
They follow what I do, they watching all of my
don't even give a fuck bout what they say
(Won't you tell me)
I don't really give no fucks, got 100 proof in my cup
damn
Maybe I did too much, two meals
Scarin' us half to death
Journalistic lap dogs
Can't seem to find the truth
Crystal meth with the paymaster
Sippin' on a hundred proof
Ain't you so hip
Scarin' us half to death
Journalistic lap dogs
Can't seem to find the truth
Crystal meth with the paymaster
Sippin' on a hundred proof
Ain't you so hip
what we do (to get by) to get by
Live or die, the world is a ghetto
Five hundred niggas died in guerilla warfare
In a village in Africa, but didn't
a hundred proofs
Cause I have got a thousand doubts
But how can I explain myself
With water in my mouth?
I plant my seeds
I show them care
I spit the water
boots in the mud since a youth
Yes I knew felt it move through my blood like hundred proof
Put me in the booth told the truth to the judge if you
I'm 100 proof
I am bulletproof when I write my lyrics on these southern roots
With my dirty boots that's the way I am no way I lose
Riding solo with
It's been a minute my nigga
Please let me finish my nigga
I'm back up in it my nigga
100 yards runnin 5 starts
Run it up I ain't sprinting my nigga
Fried out my mind, in the mile high club with the pilot
Fuck 100 bands, 100 Graham kill the beat then rewind it
Turn it all to gold, you know that's
[Hook]
I am 100, I double 50 cent
If you wanna talk ish ya derrier gets kicked
Show you who's boss like Feds did Micheal Vick
And show ya how
a bunch of monkey wrenches
Our content's a 100% proof
That your life goes poof
Nada finito, te cagas el culito
Fuck buck shots and tech nines
We use
of the Imperium assembled before the towering cyclopean walls of ancient Gul-Kothoth. It was some time before the billowing dust cloud raised by the massed arrival
When it's 1:00 in the morning, 1:00 in the morning
Dark side of the night
'Til it's 6:00 in the morning, you're feeling better
I'll be by your side
The song of salvation until my larynx gone
Never rigid in resurrection was
Never set in stone
Plagiarist proof endeavors embedded
This alone the subject
Now wouldn't you expect to find a man an awful crank
That's staked out nigh three hundred claims, and every one a blank;
That's followed every fool
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