100 if you're real,
This for my squad, my hood, my street, my My real niggas all the world, fuck with me yeah Salute 100 y'all Salute 100 y'all My niggas, to the old G's Never said a to the police 100 if real, y'all I said 100 if real, y'all
I'm 100, go in, let's on it nigga, I preach on it Up in and got on it nigga I start with Up the good and ain't it Same niggas I comes with Drip sting and heartless And while playin' ball try to G up I'm with Tyger Woods, playin' tryna T up Find me at the crib my feet up My niggas on the block, off the corners we up It's for the hood and everybody in it It's paper out back, if you don't want it take it Yea, if you don't it I'll take it Paper in the hood, if you want it I'll take it
For my squad, my hood, my street, my My real niggas all across the world, with me yeah Salute salute 100 salute 100 y'all My niggas, to the old G's Never said a word to the 100 if real, y'all I said 100 if you're real,
I've there and I done that and I still pop my guns My Louie blue and my ride blue and I'm one hun My top down and my lokes on, any block I post on Go and get my coast on Louie but my toast on Bitch came and put my on what. Clubbin' Every time I hit the city they screamin' out we 'I'm All the real who love real niggas Not a bone in my body In state that I touchdown, real niggas they got me all in my talk, it's all in my walk in me, not on me It's that can't be taught I'm a real that do real shit Kill't I didn't kill't with You talk about it be about it Half of ain't built for this
for my squad, my hood, my street, my city My real niggas all the world, fuck with me yeah Salute 100 y'all Salute salute 100 My niggas (young niggas), to the old G's (old G's) Never said a word to the (never) 100 if you're real, (100) I 100 if you're real, y'all
salutin' Your here, start the movie I action, it's young niggas that start the shootin' I had a dream that I'll be rich, call me Lutty Cause bein' broke was immature were the bunkers For the top dog was the underdog shinin' where they came from beat it on the folk 100 dawg, you can't stomach 100 bottles last night, now come to blogs 1 nation God, now here come the feds Raid 'em choppers, ray down, they come with beds You ain't with a real nigga who are you with? He with a fake nigga, see how far you get
for my squad, my hood, my street, my city My real niggas all across the world, fuck me yeah salute 100 y'all Salute salute 100 My niggas, to the old G's Never a word to the police 100 if you're real, I 100 if you're real, y'all