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cheecho – 100 shots a day lyrics

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[intro]

d+mn. n+ggas be cooking up them bangers, man. that sh+t ain’t nothing, man. n+ggas back out there in the street, man. this sh+t about to go down, man. a hundred shots a day. get the f+ck out that frontline if you ain’t with that sh+t, man. hunterz. d+mn

[hook]

a hundred shots a day
i’m toting that stick like, “who trying to play?”
and i’m at war, b+tch, ain’t n0body safe
one of my opps about to die, i baked his cake
that sh+t up top, we matching drac’ for drac’
i been on that road, i’m jamming state to state
i ain’t had sh+t, b+tch, i had to make a way
if i tell you what i did, you’d think i made it up
money win war, my opps can’t make enough
$2500 ain’t sh+t to get ’em touched
n+gga got spanked for a mixtape
and i need everybody see, put a n+gga on display
n+gga get shot if he bring his ass this way
i just might catch me a body and hop on the interstate
free gbaby, might hit a anime
real trap n+gga, get back in ten days

[bridge]

no, for real, man, n+gga get back in ten days, man. sh+t ain’t nothing, man. call the plug; tell him send a load over. and i got them hunters going a hundred miles an hour in traffic, man. watch that car. huh? what he say? d+mn
[verse]

last night, n+ggas hit it up
better watch that car, we hopping out fin doors
if you think i’m a l!ck, it’ll turn to a triple call
they look at the stats, i just dropped me a triple+double
i could call me a play cause there’s k!llers that’s in the huddle
shots going to rain, we going to leave his ass in a puddle
better move smart, don’t get caught with your baby mother
that n+gga my son, i should do him like baby boy
my young n+gga geeking and hit ’em with baby cake
better watch that car, we going to do him like 88
they pull up smart, we got sh+t up lincoln
backdoor move, he don’t know what i’m thinking
we just slid, ’bout to repeat
it ain’t hard to pull up and see
point that finger, i send you to e.t
catch my opp, i’ll make you a ep
we hop out cars, sh+t look 3d
back in the day i was running from six deep
i’m hitting up opps, i don’t care if they six deep
no more dc b+tches, that sh+t too risky
and no more playing on both sides
big akh, think i might slide in a bowtie
ot said he going to coach me in overtime
bruh come home, them n+ggas going to owe up
[hook]

a hundred shots a day
i’m toting that stick like, “who trying to play?”
and i’m at war, b+tch, ain’t n0body safe
one of my opps about to die, i baked his cake
that sh+t up top, we matching drac’ for drac’
i been on that road, i’m jamming state to state
i ain’t had sh+t, b+tch, i had to make a way
if i tell you what i did, you’d think i made it up
money win war, my opps can’t make enough
$2500 ain’t sh+t to get ’em touched
n+gga got spanked for a mixtape
and i need everybody see, put a n+gga on display
n+gga get shot if he bring his ass this way
i just might catch me a body and hop on the interstate
free gbaby, might hit a anime
real trap n+gga, get back in ten days

[outro]

d+mn. yeah, n+gga told ya’ll, man. we ain’t f+cking around, man. get down or lay down, man. 2021, man. we taking over, man. we on they ass, man, ten toes



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