Lil Mouse - 100 Bars Pt. 2 lyrics

Posted on the block and the Feds hot If you trynna run, get a backshot Everything white in the trap spot Feds coming back to the trap spot I don't think he really wanna try me Won't stop shooting 'till it's empty You say you getting bandz, but you couldn't be Riding through your hood in a Bentley You ain't getting band, get your swag up Hittaz doing hits and they masked up You say you counting band, get your bag up n***a try me, get bagged up Doing 150 in the Jag truck The n***a with the 30 better bag up You ain't getting money, you bad luck Bandz after bandz, they add up All these n***as acting like they know me I guess it's 'cause I'm balling like I'm Kobe Jigga he a shooter like Ginóbili k** a f** n***a if he owe me I saw the opps talking to the police Riding in a Brink truck 4 deep Leave a f** n***a dying slowly Then lay low from the police Fresh head to toe, I'm designed up Catch an opp n***a, he get lined up A lot of real n***as they behind us Posted on the block with the 9 tucked Shooters, they will put you on a T-Shirt See a f** n***a [?] first All that sneak dissing get your team murked Bodies they be dropping 'cause my team first I ain't up next, b**h I'm up now Yo main ho get buzzed down All these thots get buzzed down 100 in the K, now it's man down Catch him, I'm a feel him up with hot sh** Ridin' through my block, making cops flip R.I.P. my n***as that's not here Your n***as fake, they not real It's real in the field, so I don't lack Got a 'Rari with the Forgi's painted all black If you hating on my squad you need to fall back Riding through the opps hood, now they all whacked All these diamonds in my chain, b**h I'm iced out Banger on me, if you on me, then it's lights out Coming through your front door with the pipes out All my n***as trynna blow, so it's man down Mouse lock them in the [?] goin' crazy b**hes see me and they go crazy n***as from my hood shoot daily Catch them, then I'm shooting like Katie If you want beef, we will spray I'm in Maison and I spent a 100 bandz I'm getting money and you know I'm the man b**h I'm ballin', got a b**h in my Lamb Ain't no lackin' in the case you get caught up in the [?] I'm in traffic with the racks and I'm blammin' If he talkin' then the chopper leave him layin' Bullets hit a n***a, leave him where whe stand Cop the foreign, off the lot I'm getting bandz Homicide on your block, now he layin' I got shooters that will shoot you, they ain't playin' If you catch you while it's on him then we sprayin'