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letra de 100 cups, pt. 2 - pnc

[intro]
real
it’s going down, it’s going down
real

[verse 1: david dallas]
it goes down in my city
feel like bobby, got no whitney
my prerogative is simply
live this up till it k!lls me
gotta get busy, i don’t get lucky
think you can punk me? that’s just daft, b-tch
ain’t no man, i’m full amazin’
yeah, that’s word to nas, b-tch
i don’t do things by halves, b-tch
buzz beatin’ ’cause i can, i don’t even
need a f-ckin’ reason
when we hit the town but it’s cuffin’ season
worry that they girl’s gonna up and leave ’em
trust me, it’s ugly
only god can judge me, don’t rush me
i’m the man of the house here
when i’m speakin’, don’t f-ckin’ interrupt me
with the homies, on top and thеy hate that
all their efforts in thе booth, we negate that
you can say that’s billy slater on the kick return
me and p been runnin’ it from way back
way back in the day
’bout a decade on, we stayed real
never had to throw no reggae on to pay bills
and everyone that used to be on, they ain’t still
(real)
washed up ’cause they all suck
and they awestruck that we major
been so long, mystical (danger)
[chorus: pnc]
i need a 100 in the air
yeah, a 100 in the sky
[?], not a care
i’m on a 100 for the night
and you know
it’s goin’ down in my city
it’s goin’ down in my city
i need a 100 in the air
yeah, a 100 in the sky
[?], not a care
i’m on a 100 for the night
and you know
it’s goin’ down in my city
it’s goin’ down in my city

[post-chorus]
put your drinks up
it’s a celebration, now put your drinks up

[verse 2: pnc]
lately, i’m a god
shoutout dirty records, they made me a star
gettin’ that teuila blakely in my car
if you don’t rate me your number one, i’m like ta
hate me? go hard, i could never give a f-ck, bro
when you stab [?] arson and gusto
and i’m more hip-hop’s lebron
but i never cramp up in a clutch, though
never hands in the cuffs, never fall type
maybe worldwide if she play the cards right
sippin’ [?] goin’ all night
so [?] dapped up, throw hands on ’em on sight, f-ck ’em all
f-ck ’em once, f-ck ’em more, i’ve been livin’ off a [?]
probably meetin’ dave on that rap mount rush-a-more
in the crib with a couple wh0res
who play the d-ck like it’s tug of war
and the lames can’t hang with us
talkin’ about the codes, you’ve been jackin’ our slang from us
i put the funds on you, player
just cleanin’ up the game for us
[chorus: pnc]
i need a 100 in the air
yeah, a 100 in the sky
[?], not a care
i’m on a 100 for the night
and you know
it’s goin’ down in my city
it’s goin’ down in my city
i need a 100 in the air
yeah, a 100 in the sky
[?], not a care
i’m on a 100 for the night
and you know
it’s goin’ down in my city
it’s goin’ down in my city

[post-chorus]
put your drinks up
it’s a celebration, now put your drinks up

[verse 3: jordache]
100 cups, that’s the mental? (yeah, yeah)
me and my uso from central (from central)
we gettin’ bent in the benzo (that’s my benz)
don’t play no games, no nintendo
and she will drop that
three pills, pop that
refill, top that
with ciroc, shot that
can these dudes not rap?
they see through: box gap
not one hot track
check your walls, not plaques
less talk, not act
got no b-lls, drop sacks
you not real, not trill
not drill, nah, trash, stop that
[chorus: pnc]
i need a 100 in the air
yeah, a 100 in the sky
[?], not a care
i’m on a 100 for the night
and you know
it’s goin’ down in my city
it’s goin’ down in my city

[outro: pieter t]
i need a 100
i need a 100
we need a 100
i’ma need a 100
cups in the air right now
put some f-ckin’
cups in the air right now
i need a 100
i need a 100
we need a 100
i’ma need a 100
cups in the air right now
put some f-ckin’
cups in the air right now
i need a 100
i need a 100
we need a 100
i’ma need a 100
cups in the air right now
put some f-ckin’
cups in the air right now

- pnc

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