100 Bars pt3

[Intro]
[?]
[?] right here
Turn up!
Load the Macs up baby!
Trap trap!
That boy got that crack!
And we got that crack, we got errthang whatchu want?
For real

[Verse]
Got thirties when we roll up
Big poles don't fold up
My niggas stock grams [?] silly lil nigga better slow up
Pour fours got me slowed up
Throw Y can't control us
My niggas insane they'll shoot you in your brain, masked up, case closed up
Do a hit, pop out on a opp broad day, pop out when I'm sober
Walk up, face shot, red dot, thirty shot, blew his top now its over
Pull up, hit the gas, smash out, do the dash, I be flexing in a Rover
I be rockin' this Gucci, Robins and Truie, designer and Polo
My niggas tote Tommys, got guns like the army, we turn up [?]
In the kitchen finessin', wе mixin' this lean, I hit it with karo
My shooters they shoot likе some hoopers they blam, I give them no payroll
My niggas, my fam, this money and fame don't make us unequal
My shorties, they hectic they pull up so reckless and snatchin' off necklace
You can call me the reaper, [?]
My niggas be flexin', [?] we shop in [?]
These niggas ain't ready, stash [?] I'm countin' up my blessings
My Nina teach lessons, these niggas be stressin' the field ain't no lackin'
See baby got [?] magic
When we blow automatic, you need paramedic, my clip like a ladder
My swag a fantastic, [?], fuck niggas [?]

[Interlude]
I be fly as hell, fl-fly as hell with no wings, t-two cups shawty
D-Double cup with that lean, B-Bussin' hard off [?]
B-Bussin' off them beans
That gat on me [?], re-red dot with that beam

[Verse]
Bitch I'm throwin' free money like a free throw
Ball so hard like I got a cheat code
Not a dime for a thot, fuck a cheap hoe
I make a nigga pay like a toll [?]
Fuck nigga, try me you can get exposed
Pull up, pop out, let this thing blow
[?], get guap, fuck bad hoes
Fuck nigga broad day you a asshole
I'ma get up, get off my ass bro, cause niggas say Lil Mister [?]
I ain't even gon' lie, I spaz [?]
Choppa bullets they a leave ya ass in hell bro
Chiraq, my city I'm the king bitch
My niggas all lookin' blood fiendin
Catch a opp with [?] some demons
My niggas paint pictures, you dreaming
Mister Guwop, bitch I stack guap I pull up drop the top
These niggas is hatin', they might [?]
I'm cashin with fashion, partying, mansions, bad bitches dancing
I got them bands, my cup in my hand, don't hang with new friends
Bitches with me cause I'm on top
Got bands stuffed in my Rocks, cause I ain't got shit for a thot
I just want top, get guap
Can't stop me fuck Roe Block, I pull up on yo block
Windows tinted blow shots
Ho-Hollows, those hot
Fuck them oppers, [?] Block
Fuck the coppers, D Block
With my shootas, rastas
I break bread with gualas
Bitch I [?]
He-Headshot slaughter
D.O.A, no doctor
Niggas sing like oprahs

[Outro]
You know how I'm comin' man
Yah yah
Squad shit
D Block bitch
7400 gang
Squad workin', we totin' shit bitch
You better sit down, sit yo ass down
Lay down, lay yo ass down
[?] 100 round
Turn up, ay
Ay, 6775
Ay, rrah
JoJo world!
Bodie world!