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letra de keep it 100 - kid red

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[intro: kacey khaliel]
khaliel
woo!

[pre-chorus: quavo, chris brown & both]
young n-gga on the corner, high on marijuana
made a promise to his momma, he would never be a stoner (yeah)
made a promise to the hood, he ain’t never be a loner (oh yeah, ayy)
came from hand washing bentleys, now a n-gga is a owner (skrrt)
life got rough, had to keep the nina on him
then he met the hand cuffs, ’cause the homie told on him (d-mn)
life gave him lemons, and he made cream soda

[verse 1: kid red]
ma, them n-ggas be hustlin’, we really countin’ that cash
a young n-ggas complainin’, they broke and they lookin’ bad
bust down with my n-ggas, learnt that from my dad
love all my n-ggas, bought the boy a new jag’ (skrrt)
if i was you, i would hate too
all this fake love, i’d replace you (f-ck you)
get your bands up, they wanna date you
tryna f-ck your mask off, girl, wanna face you (yeah)
keep it a hunnid, with all of my soldiers
car shoppin’ with moms, i’ma buy her a rover
relies with her kid, with the world, now i’m colder
then bought all the mud all i need is the soda

[chorus: quavo & chris brown]
one hunnid, one hunnid, one hunnid (hey)
i’ma keep it one hunnid, one hunnid (hey)
i’ma keep it one hunnid, one hunnid, one hunnid, one hunnid (hey)
i’ma keep it one hunnid, one hunnid (hey)
i’ma keep it one hunnid with all of my soldiers (hey)

[verse 2: takeoff & chris brown]
(woo! hey!)
just a n-gga on the corner
geeked up off marijuana (gas)
made a promise to my momma, i’d never do coca-cola (nah) (hey)
when i hit that blunt, bet you promise that i’d never be sober (heh)
had a dream like dr. king, rovers and loaders for the soldiers (hey)
picture perfect (picture), i’m paintin’ perfect pictures
i know n-ggas that be hustlin’, they do it with precision (hey)
b-tches sadity and pretty, knew she got some good intentions (hey)
prayin’ to the ceilin’, hope the lord hear me (listen)
you gotta keep it one hunnid, like the emoji
gotta stay focused (ah), know n-ggas that’s winnin’ trophies
know n-ggas sittin’ on they sofas (ayy)
b-tches quick to put a spell on ’em, they get like hocus pocus
drive me crazy, like a dready
ma said, “don’t eat that spaghetti” (momma)
you can’t cuff a b-tch, save a hoe, that’s what i was told (ooh)
i got two hoes in my tepee like a navajo (woah)
bentley mulsanne, bought all bentleys in all gold (woah)
i throw that sh-t away, i had to shoot a photo show (f-ck it)
and nah, i ain’t lyin’, n-gga (nah), they think this sh-t was easy
they didn’t see the grind, n-gga (grind)
so many fake diamonds, i might as well shine, n-gga (shine)
i mean no home, but i just came to take what’s mine, n-gga
n-ggas wanna ride witcha, ain’t gon’ do no time witcha

[pre-chorus: quavo, chris brown & both]
young n-gga on the corner, high on marijuana
made a promise to his momma, he would never be a stoner (yeah)
made a promise to the hood, he ain’t never be a loner (oh yeah, ayy)
came from hand washing bentleys, now a n-gga is a owner (skrrt)
life got rough, had to keep the nina on him
then he met the hand cuffs, ’cause the homie told on him (d-mn)
life gave him lemons, and he made cream soda (yeah)
he kept it one hunnid with all of his solders

[chorus: quavo, chris brown & both]
one hunnid, keep it one hunnid with all of my soldiers (yeah)
one hunnid, keep it one hunnid with all of my soldiers (yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah)
one hunnid, keep it one hunnid with all of my soldiers (whoop! ayy)
one hunnid, keep it one hunnid with all of my soldiers (baby girl, you gotta keep it one hunnid)

[verse 3: chris brown]
look, i guess they label me a thug n-gga
gang bangin’, hangin’ with drug dealers
pour an eight up in the 20 ounce, on that mud, n-gga (hey)
remember paintin’ pictures on my wall in the cell
wish i could thank everybody, that wrote a n-gga mail (hey)
keep it a hunnid with my day ones
and all them b-tches with them fake ones, gon’ and shake some’ (hey)
i still remember them bullets when we hop in them gates (hey)
ain’t n-ggas run up in my crib, but couldn’t crack a safe
keep it one hunnid, i know them n-ggas disappointed
them b-tches h-rny, i know these diamonds make ’em want it
that p-ssy wet now, ’cause i’m throwin’ all the hunnids
not throwin’ shade, hoe, i’m just keepin’ it one hunnid

[bridge: chris brown]
put your hands up in the air now, if you came up from nothing
keep it one hunnid, all my n-ggas five hunnid
sipping codeine, smoking og, that’s that california love
it ain’t right, but it ain’t wrong, ride or die, i keep it one hunnid

[pre-chorus: quavo, chris brown & both]
young n-gga on the corner, high on marijuana
made a promise to his momma, he would never be a stoner (yeah)
made a promise to the hood, he ain’t never be a loner (oh yeah, ayy)
came from hand washing bentleys, now a n-gga is a owner (skrrt)
life got rough, had to keep the nina on him
then he met the hand cuffs, ’cause the homie told on him (d-mn)
life gave him lemons, and he made cream soda (yeah)
he kept it one hunnid with all of his solders

[chorus: quavo, chris brown & both]
one hunnid, keep it one hunnid with all of my soldiers (yeah)
one hunnid, keep it one hunnid with all of my soldiers (yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah)
one hunnid, keep it one hunnid with all of my soldiers (whoop! ayy, yeah)
one hunnid, keep it one hunnid with all of my soldiers (baby girl, you gotta keep it one hunnid)

[outro: quavo]
one hunnid

- kid red

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