Soldier Kidd - 100 band mafia lyrics

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Soldier Kidd - 100 band mafia lyrics

You already know what this is It’s the 100 band mafia, duh Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang. When I pull up and I’m tryna f**k, it get these h**s amazed You just say what you gon’ do, I just do what I say n***as know what I’m goin’ through, and that s**t gon’ get me paid Went to thuggin’ all in school, they done labeled us a gang Nah man, it’s a family, they just know we down to spray ‘Bout my whoadie, ain’t no story, you gon’ pay ’cause I need bank Rather get these n***as shot before I give a n***a rank She say Soldier I don’t like you but I love that cuban link. That ain’t what she say but I can see that s**t all in her face Uh, uh, that’s a cold case, roll that dope babe I done ran off on they n***a but he think my name Lil Dave We gon’ pull up on them n***as when they thought that s**t was safe I’m lil ‘igga so they high, lookin’ for they daddy’s sake This that snap music, make you lose it, you don’t get money, you be coolin’ MAC-11, not no Uzi, swimmin’ in money, no jacuzzi You know I don’t f**k with fooly, make me go willy silly I don’t f**k with none of these jits, remember eating lily dilly All we had was fifty cents, I ain’t tryna milly milly I’m just tryna rock that b***h, Soldier got a big boy glizzy Make me go and rob some s**t, heard that lil b***h positive Off the top, finna get rich, pa** that Glock to Soldier it Everyone shot, no one get skipped, sellin’ crip in building six Got that crack, I’m an addict, Smith ‘n Wesson automatic You keep guessin’, I’ma clap it, wrap that dope all in the plastic You too messy, you be crabbin’, ain’t no talkin’, I’m straight reactin’ Pull up and I need my fraction, got that forty, better have it. When I pull up and I’m tryna f**k, it get these h**s amazed You just say what you gon’ do, I just do what I say n***as know what I’m goin’ through, and that s**t gon’ get me paid Went to thuggin’ all in school, they done labeled us a gang Nah man, it’s a family, they just know we down to spray ‘Bout my whoadie, ain’t no story, you gon’ pay ’cause I need bank Rather get these n***as shot before I give a n***a rank She say Soldier I don’t like you but I love that cuban linkkk.