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letra de remain 100 - coach joey & damjonboi

[intro: risktaker d-boy]
(coach me, joey)
yeah
it’s that
(damjonboi)
ayy

[verse 1: coach joey]
n-ggas think ’cause i’m rich i won’t slide through? (i won’t slide, n-gga?)
i still be in this b-tch, why i can’t find you? (i’m right here, n-gga)
i was raised on the seven by some drug dealers (by some drug dealers)
then i went to m-ffer, met some real k!llers (met some real k!llers)
n-ggas say they on my head, yeah, okay
keep clips in this b-tch, i don’t role play
chains with a lil’ ice cube like i’m oshay (oshay)
d-boy made a k!llin’ off the white girl, o.j
why you still in this b-tch? better rotate (better move)
know some young n-ggas that’ll do you broad day (bah)
for a little bit of cake like he anna mae (eat cake, b-tch)
and when he slide, they gon’ see him, you don’t hide his face (at all)
[chorus: risktaker d-boy & coach joey]
i’m still in the hood with them n-ggas and them choppers and you know they hold a hundred
you know they hold a hundred
i’m still in the trenches with my n-ggas and them n-ggas that i with remain a hundred
remain a hundred
i’m still in the hood with them grimy-ass n-ggas, do whatever for the money, do whatever for the money
i’m still in the trenches, motherf-ckin’
(if you owe me, better come up) with my money, better come up with my money (hey, [?], ayy)

[verse 2: risktaker d-boy]
i’ll f-ck around and blow a n-gga block up (grrah)
oh, they slappin’? i’ll shoot a n-gga spot up (ayy)
hit they fiends with some sh-t that i ain’t touch yet
come back tomorrow, sew they whole f-ckin’ block up (uh-huh)
i was raised up on plymouth on the deep end (d-rock)
ain’t no gettin’ out this sh-t, b-tch, we deep in (we [?])
it’s some money in that pot, you better reach in (whip it)
since i’ve been f-ckin’ with that ice, b-tch, i keep ten
it’s some n-ggas owe me money, but they paid up (run that sh-t)
n-gga ran off with them p’s and got k’d up
yeah, i f-cked a lot of hoes, but i don’t lay up
know a lot of n-ggas’ business, i don’t say much (ayy, what?)

[chorus: risktaker d-boy & coach joey]
i’m still in the hood with them n-ggas and them choppers and you know they hold a hundred
you know they hold a hundred
i’m still in the trenches with my n-ggas and them n-ggas that i with remain a hundred
remain a hundred
i’m still in the hood with them grimy-ass n-ggas, do whatever for the money, do whatever for the money
i’m still in the trenches, motherf-ckin’
(if you owe me, better come up) with my money, better come up with my money
[verse 3: damjonboi]
hit a b-tch, she text me back with the pray hands (i swear)
good work for the fiends, i make ’em breakdance (jah did)
it’s a war goin’ on, so we can’t shake hands (f-ck ’em)
they sleep on me, i’ve been cuttin’ up since skate [?] (woo)
’bout to take over this b-tch and let the eights in (swear to god)
tell her come and f-ck with gang, she might make ten (b-tch)
my b-tch pulled up and had her type friend with her
blood pulled up with drac’, not that lightskin n-gga (buh, buh, buh, buh)
bands on me, p-ssy n-gga die if he put his hands on me (b-tch)
the hot point, been done f-ck around and jammed on him (woo)
iced up, and i got a couple bands on me (that check)
chopper ’bout to beg ’cause i heard they layin’ on me (b-tch), b-tch

- coach joey damjonboi

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