100 Bars of Crack

My nigga game came with a hundred bars fo' y'all
Now I'm following his footsteps nigga
Young ya boy, CO when I'm five times platinum
Holla'

1,2,3 to the 4
Bitch I'm a pimp I don't speak to no hoes
You niggas never match MCs with no flows
And don't add up, like me with no dough
I swear to God, just last year I was broke
On the block selling dough
Watching my niggas sniff coke now
My life's changed from the planes to the boats
From the change to the clothes, don't leave games to these hoes
They just hop in the Range and we go
Switching lanes, baby, don't give me brains on the low
Never lame born and raised in the skull niggas hate
But they won't say a thang to me though, huh
It's like that, and as a matter of fact
I got hours with the powder every powder the crack
Every hour I devour money shower
With that lemonheads in my air, how sour is that?
Real sour, I break shit down like twin towers
Mad your bitch had the bitch bitch holla'
It ain't about dollars I don't wanna hear about it
Never squared boy this nigga right hear 'bout it
Call me y'a boy for short call me YB
Don't try me carry guns like ID
But fuck guns I keep niggas beside me
And we'll beat a punk nigga down like Rodney
Feel like the king when it come to this rap thing
And if I don't have a mic I'd probably crack things
A post star night serving things to crack fiend's boy
I got runners like the coach of the track team
Yes I'm focused vision clear as a flat screen
You broke niggas not eating your fast things
I'm telling you all the hoods they feel dude
They like 'Pac gone but fuck it
He'll do a lot of jealous niggas be tryin' to kill dude
Because the boy's 'Pac is green as mildew
And in the West if I ain't the best or at least second I'll
Put a weapon up to my chest niggas don't wanna see me breathe
'Cause they know I got next like MTV
They can't see me like bootleg DVD's
'Cause I got more pads than the MPC
Catch me dipping in a jag
Sea weed green I'm in the league of my own
You in the pee wee league when I was broke steal my grill
At least three G's now I talk with a smile at the VB's breathe
It's ya boy I represent the CDP
You a hoe dog
You be where the weenies be
You the man when the East coast talk about you buzzin' in the streets
Each coast speak about you, that's me
And if you ain't here, it 'bout to get ugly like Freeway's beard
This the streets, you don't get a lot of leeway here
It get hotter than a motherfuckin' heatwave here
Trust me boy it's a lot of heat-play here
Leave you MIA like the heat play here
Wear guns to surpass the hating
Tie a MAC around my neck, it's a fashion statement
I laugh at you clowns thinkin' I'm the same dude
I'm not as quite as I was back in grade school
I'm much sicker willing to ditching to spray twos
And like the game I'm just dying to play fool
So run up if you think I'm a chump I leave your body in the trunk
Smelling just like a skunk
I leave your head in your lap right after I dump
Even Ashton Kutcher couldn't make you nigga punk, ha
I be thuggin' until I'm at the pearly tall gates
'Cause I been thuggin' since twenty had a
Small face I'm still thuggin' and twenty has a large face
Ya boy the black '06 version of Scarface
And the Bay is where I made my name
Where niggas go dumb like Damian Wayne
Yeah it's hyphy but some niggas be going all out
So I don't go dumb 'cause the gun might fall out
Trust me dog I'm the nigga you shouldn't call out
I'm looking at your teeth and I'ma knock 'em all out
Twice as big as I was before and the radio won't even play my song no more
But it's cool I'm on the streets like a hydrant though
So when they ask who the best they reply, is you that nigga
Ya boy, that boy got a firing flow
Hoes tryna' make me they man, my reply is no
Yes, you did get down on your knees and blow
Put my thing in your mouth, but easy though
A hot boy, I don't sound like Weezy though
Got snow, but I don't think got a Jeezy flow
I'm the truth, I can go and R&B and blow
But this rap game is so fucking easy though
I'm the pizza man, I got cheese and dough
My H-Town niggas got me off lean and dro'
Niggas think I'm a hoe 'til I squeeze the four
And that'll change their mind like Keyshia Cole
And I'm single, somebody let Keyshia know
That I break backs and leave girls leaning, yo
Ha, the girls choose 'cause my penis better
Not to mention I'm hot like Pheonix weather
Not to mention you cold, you don't even go gold
When I drop I'ma go platinum times four
That's four million sales from Florida to Wales
'Cause I got more bars than four million jails
And I'm holding a twelve gangsta'
You lames aim at your brain
Leave your membrane rearranged
If you don't think I'm the truth, you retarded
Record labels get the bidding wars started

Like I said nigga
I'ma see ya when I'm five times platinum
I'ma keep it short and simple
Two realest websites on earth nigga
Holla'
Ya boy