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Plies - 100 Years lyrics
[Intro] My nigga e'erytime I think this shit gettin' rough out here for me my nigga... I just remind myself dog Monday through Friday homie... From 8 in the mornin' to 5 in the evenin' dog... It's some niggas in the court room 'round the country my nigga... Fightin' for they muhfuckin' lives dog... The crackers bannin' niggas e'eryday my nigga [Verse 1] My dog went to court today they gave him fifteen Cracker banned my lil' nigga he was se'enteen Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean Pussy ass crackers done shattered my nigga dreams They holl'in' mandatory they want him to do the whole thang Nigga showed up in court on my dog and did his thang Nigga did my nigga now I got to bust his brain Nigga woulda did me my dog'd do the same His lady callin' me cryin' and now I feel her pain Tired of losin' all my niggas to the chain gang In thirty minutes a nigga whole life can change Cracker over sinister niggas when this shit gon' change? [Chorus] Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel [Verse 2] Ain't talked to my dog yet but I know he sick Next fifteen years of his life behind a fence Cracker find a nigga guilty and hit him wit' the bench Gave one of my dogs twenty-seven on his first offense The time they givin' the nigga for the crime ain't makin' sense They jacked the number up now it's eighty-five percent They did that to make you fuck niggas out there snitch And put conspiracy in the game to railroad the click And crackers feel like niggas ain't got no common sense A nigga paper ain't right they banned off the rip A public defender don't get you shit but a long trip And judge sentencin innocent niggas without a guilt [Chorus] [Verse 3] How in the fuck can fo' birds get you a life sentence? But give a cracker seven years for money launderin' millions Shoot a nigga in the leg they sentence you like you killed 'em Cracker catch you wit' that iron and throw you under the buildin' You a nigga that mean you guilty 'til proven innocent MOney talk and bullshit walk a thousand miles You ain't got a paid lawyer then don't go to trial Crackers owe each other favors, they'll swap ya out "You give us him, we'll give you him" know what I'm talkin' 'bout Nigga took thirty years on a cop out Fuck you get thirty years for breakin' in a bitch house? Crackers playin' a dirty game boy this shit wild [Chorus] [music out] |
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