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rocaine - 100 rounds lyrics
[verse 1: rocaine]
imma’ see you in h-ll
test my gangster; who the f-ck you think i am?
ya’ll live for the gram, i live for the bands
850 for my pants; i don’t wanna shake hands
i’m a 44 don dada; murderer’! murderer’!
if you ain’t in the field, n-gg-, i ain’t heard of ya’
p-ssy, i don talk; you never know
wait till they let the boogie man home
betta’ not get caught, cause’ we letting poles off
b-tch: what am i am? i’m a mother f-cking boss
shoes got spice, chain got ice
live that bag life, live the fast life
trapping, or i’m f-cking your b-tch a night
gl-sses, on my face and they all white
black hoodie, black book-bag, mask on
drive all the way to bali, bring it back home
feigns money in the hood, getting crack gone
4-5 on my lap; crack his back bone
keep hating n-gg- but the sh-t won’t last long
auntie at the side door, no she won’t
your b-tch cooking for my n-gg-, this ain’t my hoe
watch out for the f-ck -ss n-gg-s from 5-0
skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, n-gg- i’m in the trap
juug-juug-juug racks, racks, racks, racks
if you ain’t come with me, n-gg- get back
momma always asking me, how’d you get that?
i be in the streets; 2 chains, 2 straps
every mother f-cking day a n-gg- get clapped
got it for the low but you know i gotta tax
like spray paint, i’ll get your -ss tagged
be safe; don’t get caught
riding down my block; we gon’ shoot up your car
don’t care if its dark; hit him in the broad
plane tickets; now i gotta dip very far
i got the juice n-gg-, big -ss draco
baby hit me but my chain an iced out angle
100 dollars just for a cheap -ss [?]
ak longer than dreads on tadoe
talking to my n-gg- and the feds on tango
balling on these n-gg-s; breaking their ankles
[verse 2: antt beatz]
he said he on my head, i don’t give two f-cks
i keep a bunch of k’s, feel like the ku klux
i’m handyman, a way; i keep the tool tucked
i’m out here everyday, now who wanna play?
[hook: antt beatz]
now who wanna play? who wanna play tho’ homie?
you know i keep the hundred round draco on me!
now who wanna play? who wanna play tho’ homie?
you know i keep the hundred round draco on me!
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