letra de 0 to 100 (freestyle) - soulja boy tell 'em
[produced by boi-1da, frank dukes, nineteen85 & noah “40” shebib]
[intro]
yeah n-gga
you knew this sh-t was comin’
[verse 1]
0 to 100 n-gga real quick
pull up on your block with them real sticks
i rock louis v. sh-t, i don’t rock hilfiger
hop up out the cut i’m gettin’ deals n-gga
six million on that once, one on my wrist
ridin’ through the hood, ace of spades, bottle of the cris’
rollie on my wrist, drunk p-ss, yellow diamond sh-t
rich gang in this b-tch, tell a n-gga dip
rip sh-t, k!ll sh-t, on my murder sh-t
first 48, body in a f-ckin’ ditch
lil’ dre, big soulja ridin’ panamera
west side, zone 1, red bandana
[chorus 1]
yeah, n-gga real quick, 0 to 100 with them real sticks [x2]
[verse 2]
hop up out the foreign whip, everything lookin’ lovely
gold on my neck, all the b-tches hug me
walk inside the club, 50k ‘fore i walk through
blowin’ on dope and the b-tches say they want through
got kush on deck, y’ain’t never seen
i be pourin’ up drank, i be sippin’ lean
shout out to rich gang, n-gga that’s my team
we got yachts on the docks, n-gga limousine
pull up to the club, i be flexin’
ice on my neck, and you know i’m ’bout a check, b-tch
diamonds on my neck, that rolex sh-t
s.o.d. gang got your b-tch and she flexin’
catch me in the penthouse stressin’
blowin’ on dope, thinkin’ ’bout my next million
lil’ dre you know i’m ’bout to k!ll ’em
money to the top, yeah breakin’ out the ceilings
i be in my bag going crazy
one maybach and two black mercedes
soulja boy got the hood crazy
pull up to the hood, now these n-ggas wanna hate me
his baby momma wanna date me
i’m too real — all these n-ggas fake b
pull up to the club, vip status
s.o.d. ball every night like gladys
money on my neck, that’s that rich sh-t
the same day i got “rich gang” tatted made a mill
lil’ dre pull up on some real sh-t
n-gga try king soulja get popped like a pill
[chorus 2]
0 to 100 n-gga real quick
real quick, real f-ckin’ quick n-gga
0 to 100 we went real quick (turn up, turn up, turn up)
real f-ckin’ quick n-gga
pull up on your block with them real sticks
real sticks, real f-ckin’ sticks n-gga
0 to 100 n-gga real quick
real quick yeah, real f-ckin’ quick n-gga
[verse 3]
and n-ggas still hatin’ on me
got the whole hood still waitin’ on me
third album drop 100k, that’s a mill silly
pull up to the block, motorcycle wheelie
young dre go hard, i ain’t never stop it
catch me in the club and you know a n-gga guap it
50 ferragamo every time i’m shoppin’
hit your baby momma from the back, and she get on top
young n-gga still on top
100k in 100’s, guap
trap until my heart f-ckin’ stop
and yeah n-gga i knowed i could do it, i know that i did it
n-ggas hatin’ on me, they ain’t really on sh-t
s.o.d. gang, rich gang, that’s the army
walk inside the club and all the b-tches just swarm me
bentley two hundred fifty bands, they alarming… n-ggas all on me
this is not a diss song, this is just a warning
walkin’ ’round, untouchable there’s no harming
s.o.d. rich gang, i feel like a mastermind
23 million and i’m still climbin’
billboard charts i’m number 1
if i pull up to the club i got beef, i’m got a gun
catch me in the vip, b-tches all on me
paparazzi snap pictures ‘cus i’m big homie
me and diddy makin’ beats, workin’ on mmm
ak-47 make a n-gga take a swim, gone
0 to 100 n-gga real quick
hatin’ on lil’ soulja cus’ i been rich
16 years old with a million dollar deal
23 years old now tell me how that feel
when i turn 24 i’ma buy a scarface mansion
on the water by south side, and hamptons
lil’ dre go hard and i swear to god on every track i get on
you know that a n-gga did be snappin’
thank god now we made, now my buzz goin’ crazy
nicki beat y-sss bish my pockets lookin’ crazy
a hundred fifty one day and now these n-ggas hate me
i’m on south beach with mack maine goin’ crazy
i’m in the studio makin’ sh-t that’s amazin’
and birdman told me get ’em, he know that i’m a vet
i’m a young n-gga but if you try me you will get wet
n-gga 0 to 100, yeah real f-ckin’ quick
[outro]
yeah
that n-gga stunna changed my life man
i ain’t gon’ never forget this sh-t
rich gang n-gga, 0 to 100 n-gga, real quick n-gga
i’m takin’ off on n-ggas man, ain’t lookin’ back man
i need my momma to have more money than me
i need my daddy to have more money than me
i need my kids to have more money than me
0 to 100 n-gga
i ain’t stoppin’ for none of these n-ggas
got me f-cked up
my n-gga boosie home, man i’m goin’ crazy
king soulja 3 man
drizzy i see you boy, turn up n-gga
stunna you know what’s goin’ on
you dig what i’m sayin’?
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