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raqbaby - keep it 100 lyrics

[intro]
i’ma keep this sh+t all the way a hundred, n+gga
huh, huh, huh, i’ma just keep this sh+t all the way a hundred, huh, huh
i’ma be real, i’ma just keep this sh+t all the way real, huh, huh
(ayy, pipe up, hoodrixh)
yeah

[chorus]
huh, yeah, huh, i’ma keep this sh+t all the way real
show no sympathy for the next man, run him down, it is what it is, huh
n+ggas be sendin’ these threats, don’t be meanin’ that sh+t, he geeked off the pills
off the percocet knowin’ d+mn well i’m goin’ too fast, lil ski grab the wheel
can’t stop this sh+t, all he know is to drill
i’ll never rat on the bro, i won’t squeal
knew i didn’t play with that srt8, mention lil b name and a b+tch n+gga die in that field
they just see me at thе top, they ask, “how he get hеre?”
i don’t know how to work the b+tch, got all them gears
i see a hatin’ n+gga, get out of here
i push a hundred+some bricks out a year

[verse]
don’t come in my trap window shoppin’, you broke as f+ck, don’t need to shop
told my bro to k!ll me if i get a mil’ and don’t feed the block
i’d be lame if i don’t dish out it, every f+ck n+gga play with me get shot
b+tch tryna suck on the whole d+ck now, tell the ho be cool, got a whole b+tch now, huh
i ain’t even stuntin’ that ho
get in the bed and i made the b+tch go
yeah, yeah, yeah
n+gga know how this sh+t go, sent him up to god, yeah, we takin’ his soul like herb would
b+tch, n+gga
we really pullin’ triggers, huh, n+gga ain’t f+ckin’ with us
n+gga ready to say somethin’ to a b+tch, he only talk through pillows
he ready to crash out on the ‘net, in real life, he ain’t no k!ller
point me to where the plug at, i don’t talk to the dealers
i f+ck with you, don’t be out of bounds, can’t show no remorse, you with ’em
i send a shot, make a n+gga go out of town, these n+ggas know that we the k!llers
blowin’ money, the boy talk bad, dump on his name for some p+ssy, you ain’t a real n+gga
used to love you to death, you showed your true colors, now a n+gga can’t even f+ck with you
i can’t even shop in the mall without gettin’ spotted, these hoes wanna take a picture
got a b+tch, fine ho keep rubbin’ up on my body, i swear it’s hard not to d+ck her
they keep askin’ why i don’t leave her alone, treat d+ck like a pickle
huh, leave a n+gga with no cells like he had caught the sickle
my heart beatin’, f+ck hoes by the twos
my drac’ got me, i don’t know about you
talk sh+t on the live, but they know not to come outside
’cause these f+ck n+ggas know what we do
mr. raqbaby put d+ck in your boo
think she don’t swallow my kids, you a fool
i like to k!ll n+ggas, that’s what we do
every n+gga i’m with gotta k!ll with me too
huh, six n+ggas in this car
let ’em get out, i’ll shoot out the roof
huh, f+ck n+gga won’t get far
opp broke as f+ck in them big+ass boots
hold on, f+ck n+gga think he hard
keep walkin’ ’round in them big+ass shoes
huh, claimin’ sh+t od hard
n+gga don’t even know how to spit, he a fool
[chorus]
huh, yeah, huh, i’ma keep this sh+t all the way real
show no sympathy for the next man, run him down, it is what it is, huh
n+ggas be sendin’ these threats, don’t be meanin’ that sh+t, he geeked off the pills
off the percocet knowin’ d+mn well i’m goin’ too fast, lil ski grab the wheel
can’t stop this sh+t, all he know is to drill
i’ll never rat on the bro, i won’t squeal
knew i didn’t play with that srt8, mention lil b name and a b+tch n+gga die in that field
they just see me at the top, they ask, “how he get here?”
i don’t know how to work the b+tch, got all them gears
i see a hatin’ n+gga, get out of here
i push a hundred+some bricks out a year

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