100 Laps
Bemmy Ro
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Pack so loud, them neighbors up and packed If he said a hundred, ain't a fact Nigga ain't it been a hundred laps Yeah, I'm still running shit Pack so loud, them neighbors up and packed If he said a hundred, ain't a fact Nigga ain't it been a hundred laps Yeah, I'm still running shit R.I.P to all these rappers I eat Been on the crapper so long, my feet done fell asleep You a Capper-corn nigga, ain't no goat from the sea You know the ocean is deep You know the notion of deep Soundcloud 9 hopin-to-bes Yeah, show them boys the ropes and then it's tug of war Ain't afraid to battle, send a fleet Send a hundred more If them boys sayin' they a hundred We a hundred more I don't think you niggas really want it, 'cause I want it more Yeah, olive oil poppin', I'm just warming up Your boo wanna do me, make a movie and perform with her Feelin' kind of hoopty 'til she rode me like a foreigner I beat the pussy up and PETA had to call the coroner They say they just seen him last night Now they mournin' 'em I told that nigga get his raps right At his memorial Asked his girl, yeah, he trash, right And she's like, "yeah, that's right but raccoons don't even f*ck with him." Pack so loud, them neighbors up and packed If he said a hundred, ain't a fact Nigga ain't it been a hundred laps Yeah, I'm still running shit Pack so loud, them neighbors up and packed If he said a hundred, ain't a fact Nigga ain't it been a hundred laps Yeah, I'm still running shit Think it's peachy up in Georgia 'til I put my shooters on 'em Don't mess with my boys in Florida Heard there's something in the water You gassed up and you on quarter tank, now your ass a martyr Rap niggas, they think they want the fade, they must've meant a barber Send him to his alma mater On the motherfuckin' Marta He think he a shit starter, end up pissed, "why I oughta—" In a ditch, oh, I got 'em Body lit or might dissolve 'em Finger prints, that ain't a problem Calculate and then I solve 'em Gotta keep a pool stick, 'case a nigga outta pocket Shorty peep my music, now we motherfuckin' talkin' They want smoke, them niggas coffin Watch him croak, stop hip-hoppin' What's a plug without a socket Sellin' drugs without a profit Man you niggas need to knock it off I'm the boss So that means I'm layin' off You f*ck niggas stayin' off Damn, I think that I should lighten up Light the blunt, I'm fired up High as f*ck, a higher-up
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