Domingo - 100 Rounds (Original Version) lyrics

[Kool G Rap] Fo'-fo' calibre spit game, you know? KGR, Giacana, Queens runnin things you know? Know it! [Verse 1] Any n***a crazy enough to take G for a joke I don't know about your flow but I'mma see that you float Cause I don't waste my time beefing with dopes, the heat smokes Only microphone n***as speaking to me on this rope Get some hood b**hes to point out where you and your ho live A crack head can even MAC 11 your whole crib Get twenty holes in your wig from eleven-year-old kids Only twenty-two when they come from eleven-year-old bids Find out ya racin to the 5-0 station Got a Jake on a payroll to give your location I'mma shove a machete inside your a** like Jason End up a fresh nig' buried in the basement That's how we movin, got k**ers from other coasts Give some pennies to wire whips with explosives We okay n***as to d**h at high doses Columbian necktie, n***a you closest [Hook] {X2} You know it's trouble when the Click come around here sh** that we totin, gotta get from the sound here Whoever want it on your script, gun 'em down Spin your whips, Hummers round with a swift hundred rounds, yeah [Verse 2] Give two of them things to a frame in armour Razor blade a n***a face like he came from Uganda Run in your sh** aiming the llamas, while your dame in pyjamas Then you watch while n***as banging her posture All we want is them C-notes, that bundle of dope You can play hero and die, try to rumble with toasters Just be easy baby boy, it only take us a minute Got a bag of yay, some p**y and some cake to split it Cross right over your line n***a we take the scrimmage Keep the stones and the j**ellery blue as the face on the grimace New York State menace with eight's by the appendix No lactose in it, get raw freight from the chemist [Hook] {X2} [Outro] {X2} Stop acting like you ain't know me, you know my name yo Stop acting like you don't notice the way my chain glow Stop acting like you ain't loving me in my mink coat Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah