Luyện nghe bài hát Keep It 100

it a 100
Uhh

Somebody told me money rules the
I you heard that shit
the root to all evil
Blessings and shit
I slaved for ten hours a day at work and just finally got my check but the ATM isn't working, shit
Oh, it go
Damn, it's hot as
in a pin code and grab a hundred dollar bill
I it up and went back to my wheels
Hit up the plug and said "I know you got some bud, I need with some pills"
Meet me outside the gas station on Park Ave, be waiting
Then put the cash in the compartment as I sat waiting
Damn, yo this nigga at?
Bout to light a while I ...
Oh, he go
up the glove compartment and told em to light this
Come around and drive inside and, act normal like we making a transaction
Take that (what up, up)
I dapped him up and got to
He crinkled it up, walked off and put it in his
Off to the strip club some drinks and some orders
He that hundred out his pocket, uncrinkled the corners
Stageside, watching this one bitch and twirling
Busted it open all exotic and maybe she's
She making eye
She got on eye
She sees that Benjamin Frank, she keep her on that
She's thinking "I that"
He a sip of his glass
She over, he slaps her ass and puts some ones in her crack
He whispers in her ear "How are you here?
Tell me you
Oh, you got a
Fuck, I care
Tell him I'm
Save my as Susan in your contacts
And fuck your relationship, I worried about that
Can I use that red marker,
Let me my number on this hundred for you
sure you hit me up when your boyfriend can't do nothing for you
(508)-507-2209"
She got home and opened her purse as soon as she gets to the
Counting them dollars, smoking tree she sit on the floor
I don't think she how this shit make her feel
But you gotta do what you gotta do it's time for paying bills
For
She wanna get now, uhh
Grab the off the floor, she feeling alive now, uhh
Few of coke on the table
That's the now, uhh
She rolled a hundred up and stuck it up her nose
what she call heaven's door
That's what she call White, the white without seven dwarfs
She throw a hundred back at her purse and headed down to the
She blunts for the gas
She gas for the Ford
She eggs and some dill
She cheese and some milk
She needed

what number is that?
I said what number is that on the bill, what is
Yes, in red, it's like a number
is this?
Never

Aye aye, don't you make one muthafucking
Empty register
I know you don't my help
the fuck up, look
Don't make me myself
Gimme the cash, instructions, don't be fucking moving
I'd hate to kill you over something stupid
Now hand me the bread and place your on top of your head
Take my tough
Turn around and count to a hundred if you love your

Now it a 100
Uhh, it a 100
Yeah, it a 100
One
it a 100

Yo
Somebody told me money the world
I know you that shit
Money's the to all evil
Blessings and shit
He put hundred inside of collection plate on Sunday too
Hope it'll take away your sins
Maybe someday
But anyway they covered the plate and just continued
After church the pastor opened it up and saying
"Lord forgive me but I need this, I've been static"
And he the hundred off the top and started staring at it
it up to see if it's real or fake
Then around to make sure nobody was looking
And he took it

Off to the streets with the
Off to go find him a
A hundred bucks in the dash and now he riding the
He see bitch on the corner
He her hop in the car
And then she opened the
Come on bitch, yo the fuck up
I ain't get caught up"
continued driving his stuff
Looking for a in the cut
How for head?
A
Now how for sex?
A
Damn, a
on, that's not a lot

Why you
Nah, I'm just saying, a lot, bitch
Like gotta down, damn
Now she eye contact
She got on eye
She see that Benjamin
She her eyes on that
She's thinking "I that"
He pulls his dick out his
"Ooh God, good"
Transaction
And she went back to the
Back to the at the leash
She back to get on her knees
And she don't like how shit make her feel
But you gotta do what you gotta do when time for paying bills
For
She wanna soon, she swear to God

She looked up and the hand of God
Oh my God
Forgot she had a
That nigga been for her ass for days
Took every dollar and left her eye black and gray
He be on the jamming getting drunk that-a-way
gambling throwing all his cash away, yup
Some say that money rule the
I know you heard shit
Money the to all evil
Blessings and murder
Yeah, that pimp just lost that dollars in that dice game
He said "I just bet that shit on tonight's game"
Whatever nigga, nice
The homie who won it walked off with the
opened up his wallet
Stuck it and then put it in his pocket
Started stomping and
Feeling so good, started and jumping
Money and rumbling
His is as big as his smile
No him from the prow
He's jogging, skipping
Till his wallet on the ground
A hundred halfway out
In the back of a halfway
For three weeks
So don't ask me how
it
A homeless man by
a wallet, opens his eyes
And grabs it, opens to check what's inside and to a surprise
It's
A dollars, a hundred bill with some writing
A written in red
If he had a phone he call, but he doesn't
So he "fuck it, it's mine"
And I'm really and thirsty
I want some beer, a jerky
Maybe some ten juice
And if the store's open, I some cigarettes too

He walked the same store on the block
Just so happen to be the same exact store that got
a coincidence
That shit is just as as I thought
The clerk rang him out and
"That'll be eighteen, twenty-five"
And then he held hundred out with the red number written on top
And everything stopped

Yo wassup, is Joyner
I'm unable to take your call now
Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you,

Mr. Lucas, Michael Bradley with the police department
Trying to get a hold of you now, is the third time calling
I need to speak to you with regards to serious charges
You to get back to me as soon as possible
Or we'll be showing up at door with about 10 officers and some handcuffs.
is yours