Know Kandu - #100 Lyrics

Settle down, kids
Once upon a time, in the motherf*cking jungle
A young, fly, flashy nigga couldn't stay humble
My guineas, they goons. My Haitians, they assassins
We don't just pull up pull up pull up, we could just walk up here blasting
"Hey yo, stop the violence, yo!" Suck my dick
"Kandu, why y'all got to gang bang at forty still? Y'all niggas rich."
What the f*ck d'you say, you pussy? You been in my pockets?
Got this loaded predator steel thing that can't wait to spray rockets
That's one hundred
One hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred
One hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred
One hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred
Hashtag the gangsta rap shit will never be the same, nigga
Klack klack klack
"They saying the pimpin' dead, nigga."
Goddamn lie.
Pimpin' got a black eye is all. That bitch is fine
I'm black on the block. Right on time
Yo, where the real niggas worth their salt? I wrote me a rhyme
"They say the pimpin' dead, nigga."
Goddamn lie.
Pimpin' got a black eye is all. That bitch is fine
I'm black on the block, baby. Right on time
Where the real niggas worth their salt? I wrote you a rhyme
That's one hundred.
One hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred
One hundred, one hundred, one hundred
So, in a kingdom far away from this shit-pit I'm from
Each bitch make a grand a day. Bitch, don't be dumb
And all the princes sniff coke, so I bought me a run
They called us the five-star army 'cause of Haitian rum
"So, you on, huh?" All night, baby
"You a rider?" Shit, no if, ands or maybes
"You rap and shit too?" Yeah, I'm slick with the pen
"Yeah. You got all the swag, huh?" I'm on volume ten
That's one hundred
One hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred
One hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred
"They're saying pimpin' dead, nigga."
Goddamn lie.
Pimpin' got a black eye is all. That bitch is fine
I'm black on the block, baby. Right on time
Where the real niggas worth their salt? I wrote you a rhyme
It's one hundred
One hundred, one hundred, one hundred
One hundred, one hundred, one hundred
Death before dishonour, nigga
One hundred, one hundred
"They're saying pimpin' dead, nigga." Goddamn lie.
Pimpin' got a black eye that's all. That bitch is fine
I'm black on the block, baby. Right on time
Where the real niggas worth their salt? I wrote you a rhyme
That's one hundred
One hundred. Where my real niggas at?
One hundred. Where my real niggas at?
One hundred. Where the real niggas at?
One hundred, one hundred. They say the pimpin' dead, nigga
One hundred.
Goddamn lie
The Wolf of Peel Street. I'm black on the block
Where the real niggas worth their salt?
Ooh, baby.
Free Sam King