100 Bars of Crack Lyrics
| Song | 100 Bars of Crack |
| Artist | Ruff Ryders |
| Album | The Redemption Vol. 4 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hayes, Neal | |
| [Flashy] See | |
| I'm a muthafuckin gangsta | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga | |
| Yeah, Flashy, yeah, yeah | |
| See I'm a muthafuckin gangsta | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga [Flashy] | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| Now when it comes to the flow | |
| I'm the best in the nation | |
| For years now | |
| I sat back stressed and impatient | |
| See I'm the real thing and ya'll just imitations | |
| Flashy Ruff | |
| Ryders next generation | |
| I brody blocks and hustle the worst corners | |
| I'm the reason feds place city limits and search boarders | |
| I'm the reason fiends smoke and dust heads thirst water and why most of these artists got dropped first quarter (wooh!) | |
| And yeah I stay on the strip and no | |
| I ain't got a minute | |
| I'm in a rush | |
| I'm on my way to be rich | |
| And I'm coming to the table with hits | |
| Of course | |
| I'm on my job dogs | |
| I'm on the same label as | |
| Kiss I told niggaz that | |
| I'm focused kid | |
| And I let the sig soak your wig or let the knife go and poke your ribs | |
| I'm what a soldier is | |
| I cops heavy then | |
| I'm getting rid of the weight like | |
| Oprah did | |
| Niggaz hate it when | |
| I drop the price | |
| And fuck pay-per-view | |
| I'm out in | |
| Vegas when | |
| I watch the fight | |
| And my culture is the | |
| Hip Hop for life | |
| And I don't catch writers block | |
| I goes to the block to write | |
| Top of the charts | |
| I'm comin' to see ya 'cause | |
| I'm lyrically sick and yeah the word play's runnin a fever | |
| And my team stay dumping them heaters they'll leave a shell in your top | |
| And I ain't talking bout the front of addidas | |
| I'm talking hollows baby we fast to dump moxberg in ya mouth like a asthma pump (wooh!) | |
| I'm goin' hard for this cash | |
| I want that's why | |
| I'm bout to finish up like half my album in half a month same time still supplying the kane | |
| I treat the booth like | |
| I'm at the the firing range bulls-eye the side of your brain | |
| And yea they might as well name me the | |
| Hank Gathers of rap 'cause | |
| I'ma ball till | |
| I die in the game these rap cats | |
| I'll leave 'em all disgraced | |
| I'll have them all replaced and yeah | |
| I expect them all to hate and by the way | |
| I'm from the garden state the same place we blow trees and rock tees with | |
| Bob Marley's face and we don't watch | |
| ABC or NBC | |
| We strictly | |
| BET and smack | |
| DVD's and all we do is hustle hard so we can spend these | |
| G's and stretch coke like a sample on a | |
| MPC I got a whole lot to prove right now | |
| Even though there's already a whole bunch of ya'll that tried to use my style (what?) | |
| When it comes to using the tool | |
| I'm foul I named my hammer | |
| Rakim it ain't no joke and it moves the crowd | |
| And never mind how | |
| I make my wages | |
| As long as | |
| God forgives | |
| I ain't gotta be a reverend like | |
| Mase is I'm steady tryin face my cases | |
| And keep Fifth focused in | |
| Camden where the murder rates outrages 'cause he that next nigga after me | |
| And he'll punch you in the face right after me | |
| See I can get a nigga clapped for free | |
| And make it drug related sprinkle around like half a key | |
| Don't pay attention what these gays may say | |
| The games | |
| Double R's now it's no longer getting played they way (Ruff Ryders) 'cause they don't wanna see these | |
| AK's spray | |
| And medics pullin them sheets over they head like the | |
| KKK If we don't spray we givin cats buck fifty's | |
| And I don't turn my back on my homies especially those who came up with me | |
| I'm still the same flashy artist rap thing don't switch me | |
| I'm still drinking the same yak blowin that same old sticky | |
| And yeah I'm still runnin these streets on my same old grizzly | |
| And even though he's dead and gone | |
| I still bang my | |
| Biggie And even if | |
| I couldn't dress | |
| I ain't stay all jiggy | |
| I'm still a flashy muthafucka in a plane old dickie | |
| Damn right | |
| I'm getting cocky now | |
| It's just so many rap niggaz runnin around with a copied style | |
| And thats the reason why your stock goes down | |
| And you gonna wind up having to live off your bitch like | |
| Bobby Brown | |
| You see this | |
| Jersey villan will hurt your feelings with the flow and the words he spilllin that's worth some millions the word play is perfect serving its purpose | |
| I guarantee when | |
| I finally surface | |
| I'll birth some children | |
| Yeah niggaz gonna be mc'in like | |
| Flashy but | |
| I'll understand | |
| Every son wants to be like his daddy | |
| They see the way | |
| I breeze in the caddy my swagger lets you see that | |
| I'm savy I'm dressed to impress | |
| Evisu's baggy as far as labels go at least two had me | |
| Before Ruff | |
| Ryders said he's too nasty | |
| And they some gangsta niggaz with genuine love they signed me and my advance was a burner and gloves | |
| I'm on another level used to be a troubled felon mommy moved me to the 'burbs but | |
| I was to damn fuckin ghetto | |
| And I was always stealing something from them fucking devils 'cause pops always used to tell me never trust them devils | |
| And all my niggaz got fight game and they don't have feelings mufucka you'll be thinkin they like pain we living too fast for the right lane | |
| And we don't need a beam or a scope for us to shoot with a nice aim nigga | |
| We them supertroopers quick to put them rugers to you and we gettin paper you could tell by how the crew maneuver | |
| Dee saw the vision for me like he knew the future | |
| Guaranteed me | |
| I'ma be a couple million unit mover | |
| Niggaz know the reputation my camp holds | |
| A hundred deep at the shows you how the camp roll | |
| Worldwide respected all over the damn globe | |
| Ruff Ryders we all in these streets like man holes nigga | |
| And for those who think it's all a act | |
| I'm goin hard till this cash stack is as tall as | |
| Shaq See I'm the reason why these other rappers fallin' back | |
| Flashy nigga this track's a wrap | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga | |
| See I'm a muthafuckin gangsta | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga |
| zuo qu : Hayes, Neal | |
| Flashy See | |
| I' m a muthafuckin gangsta | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga | |
| Yeah, Flashy, yeah, yeah | |
| See I' m a muthafuckin gangsta | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga Flashy | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| Now when it comes to the flow | |
| I' m the best in the nation | |
| For years now | |
| I sat back stressed and impatient | |
| See I' m the real thing and ya' ll just imitations | |
| Flashy Ruff | |
| Ryders next generation | |
| I brody blocks and hustle the worst corners | |
| I' m the reason feds place city limits and search boarders | |
| I' m the reason fiends smoke and dust heads thirst water and why most of these artists got dropped first quarter wooh! | |
| And yeah I stay on the strip and no | |
| I ain' t got a minute | |
| I' m in a rush | |
| I' m on my way to be rich | |
| And I' m coming to the table with hits | |
| Of course | |
| I' m on my job dogs | |
| I' m on the same label as | |
| Kiss I told niggaz that | |
| I' m focused kid | |
| And I let the sig soak your wig or let the knife go and poke your ribs | |
| I' m what a soldier is | |
| I cops heavy then | |
| I' m getting rid of the weight like | |
| Oprah did | |
| Niggaz hate it when | |
| I drop the price | |
| And fuck payperview | |
| I' m out in | |
| Vegas when | |
| I watch the fight | |
| And my culture is the | |
| Hip Hop for life | |
| And I don' t catch writers block | |
| I goes to the block to write | |
| Top of the charts | |
| I' m comin' to see ya ' cause | |
| I' m lyrically sick and yeah the word play' s runnin a fever | |
| And my team stay dumping them heaters they' ll leave a shell in your top | |
| And I ain' t talking bout the front of addidas | |
| I' m talking hollows baby we fast to dump moxberg in ya mouth like a asthma pump wooh! | |
| I' m goin' hard for this cash | |
| I want that' s why | |
| I' m bout to finish up like half my album in half a month same time still supplying the kane | |
| I treat the booth like | |
| I' m at the the firing range bullseye the side of your brain | |
| And yea they might as well name me the | |
| Hank Gathers of rap ' cause | |
| I' ma ball till | |
| I die in the game these rap cats | |
| I' ll leave ' em all disgraced | |
| I' ll have them all replaced and yeah | |
| I expect them all to hate and by the way | |
| I' m from the garden state the same place we blow trees and rock tees with | |
| Bob Marley' s face and we don' t watch | |
| ABC or NBC | |
| We strictly | |
| BET and smack | |
| DVD' s and all we do is hustle hard so we can spend these | |
| G' s and stretch coke like a sample on a | |
| MPC I got a whole lot to prove right now | |
| Even though there' s already a whole bunch of ya' ll that tried to use my style what? | |
| When it comes to using the tool | |
| I' m foul I named my hammer | |
| Rakim it ain' t no joke and it moves the crowd | |
| And never mind how | |
| I make my wages | |
| As long as | |
| God forgives | |
| I ain' t gotta be a reverend like | |
| Mase is I' m steady tryin face my cases | |
| And keep Fifth focused in | |
| Camden where the murder rates outrages ' cause he that next nigga after me | |
| And he' ll punch you in the face right after me | |
| See I can get a nigga clapped for free | |
| And make it drug related sprinkle around like half a key | |
| Don' t pay attention what these gays may say | |
| The games | |
| Double R' s now it' s no longer getting played they way Ruff Ryders ' cause they don' t wanna see these | |
| AK' s spray | |
| And medics pullin them sheets over they head like the | |
| KKK If we don' t spray we givin cats buck fifty' s | |
| And I don' t turn my back on my homies especially those who came up with me | |
| I' m still the same flashy artist rap thing don' t switch me | |
| I' m still drinking the same yak blowin that same old sticky | |
| And yeah I' m still runnin these streets on my same old grizzly | |
| And even though he' s dead and gone | |
| I still bang my | |
| Biggie And even if | |
| I couldn' t dress | |
| I ain' t stay all jiggy | |
| I' m still a flashy muthafucka in a plane old dickie | |
| Damn right | |
| I' m getting cocky now | |
| It' s just so many rap niggaz runnin around with a copied style | |
| And thats the reason why your stock goes down | |
| And you gonna wind up having to live off your bitch like | |
| Bobby Brown | |
| You see this | |
| Jersey villan will hurt your feelings with the flow and the words he spilllin that' s worth some millions the word play is perfect serving its purpose | |
| I guarantee when | |
| I finally surface | |
| I' ll birth some children | |
| Yeah niggaz gonna be mc' in like | |
| Flashy but | |
| I' ll understand | |
| Every son wants to be like his daddy | |
| They see the way | |
| I breeze in the caddy my swagger lets you see that | |
| I' m savy I' m dressed to impress | |
| Evisu' s baggy as far as labels go at least two had me | |
| Before Ruff | |
| Ryders said he' s too nasty | |
| And they some gangsta niggaz with genuine love they signed me and my advance was a burner and gloves | |
| I' m on another level used to be a troubled felon mommy moved me to the ' burbs but | |
| I was to damn fuckin ghetto | |
| And I was always stealing something from them fucking devils ' cause pops always used to tell me never trust them devils | |
| And all my niggaz got fight game and they don' t have feelings mufucka you' ll be thinkin they like pain we living too fast for the right lane | |
| And we don' t need a beam or a scope for us to shoot with a nice aim nigga | |
| We them supertroopers quick to put them rugers to you and we gettin paper you could tell by how the crew maneuver | |
| Dee saw the vision for me like he knew the future | |
| Guaranteed me | |
| I' ma be a couple million unit mover | |
| Niggaz know the reputation my camp holds | |
| A hundred deep at the shows you how the camp roll | |
| Worldwide respected all over the damn globe | |
| Ruff Ryders we all in these streets like man holes nigga | |
| And for those who think it' s all a act | |
| I' m goin hard till this cash stack is as tall as | |
| Shaq See I' m the reason why these other rappers fallin' back | |
| Flashy nigga this track' s a wrap | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga | |
| See I' m a muthafuckin gangsta | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga |
| zuò qǔ : Hayes, Neal | |
| Flashy See | |
| I' m a muthafuckin gangsta | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga | |
| Yeah, Flashy, yeah, yeah | |
| See I' m a muthafuckin gangsta | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga Flashy | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| Now when it comes to the flow | |
| I' m the best in the nation | |
| For years now | |
| I sat back stressed and impatient | |
| See I' m the real thing and ya' ll just imitations | |
| Flashy Ruff | |
| Ryders next generation | |
| I brody blocks and hustle the worst corners | |
| I' m the reason feds place city limits and search boarders | |
| I' m the reason fiends smoke and dust heads thirst water and why most of these artists got dropped first quarter wooh! | |
| And yeah I stay on the strip and no | |
| I ain' t got a minute | |
| I' m in a rush | |
| I' m on my way to be rich | |
| And I' m coming to the table with hits | |
| Of course | |
| I' m on my job dogs | |
| I' m on the same label as | |
| Kiss I told niggaz that | |
| I' m focused kid | |
| And I let the sig soak your wig or let the knife go and poke your ribs | |
| I' m what a soldier is | |
| I cops heavy then | |
| I' m getting rid of the weight like | |
| Oprah did | |
| Niggaz hate it when | |
| I drop the price | |
| And fuck payperview | |
| I' m out in | |
| Vegas when | |
| I watch the fight | |
| And my culture is the | |
| Hip Hop for life | |
| And I don' t catch writers block | |
| I goes to the block to write | |
| Top of the charts | |
| I' m comin' to see ya ' cause | |
| I' m lyrically sick and yeah the word play' s runnin a fever | |
| And my team stay dumping them heaters they' ll leave a shell in your top | |
| And I ain' t talking bout the front of addidas | |
| I' m talking hollows baby we fast to dump moxberg in ya mouth like a asthma pump wooh! | |
| I' m goin' hard for this cash | |
| I want that' s why | |
| I' m bout to finish up like half my album in half a month same time still supplying the kane | |
| I treat the booth like | |
| I' m at the the firing range bullseye the side of your brain | |
| And yea they might as well name me the | |
| Hank Gathers of rap ' cause | |
| I' ma ball till | |
| I die in the game these rap cats | |
| I' ll leave ' em all disgraced | |
| I' ll have them all replaced and yeah | |
| I expect them all to hate and by the way | |
| I' m from the garden state the same place we blow trees and rock tees with | |
| Bob Marley' s face and we don' t watch | |
| ABC or NBC | |
| We strictly | |
| BET and smack | |
| DVD' s and all we do is hustle hard so we can spend these | |
| G' s and stretch coke like a sample on a | |
| MPC I got a whole lot to prove right now | |
| Even though there' s already a whole bunch of ya' ll that tried to use my style what? | |
| When it comes to using the tool | |
| I' m foul I named my hammer | |
| Rakim it ain' t no joke and it moves the crowd | |
| And never mind how | |
| I make my wages | |
| As long as | |
| God forgives | |
| I ain' t gotta be a reverend like | |
| Mase is I' m steady tryin face my cases | |
| And keep Fifth focused in | |
| Camden where the murder rates outrages ' cause he that next nigga after me | |
| And he' ll punch you in the face right after me | |
| See I can get a nigga clapped for free | |
| And make it drug related sprinkle around like half a key | |
| Don' t pay attention what these gays may say | |
| The games | |
| Double R' s now it' s no longer getting played they way Ruff Ryders ' cause they don' t wanna see these | |
| AK' s spray | |
| And medics pullin them sheets over they head like the | |
| KKK If we don' t spray we givin cats buck fifty' s | |
| And I don' t turn my back on my homies especially those who came up with me | |
| I' m still the same flashy artist rap thing don' t switch me | |
| I' m still drinking the same yak blowin that same old sticky | |
| And yeah I' m still runnin these streets on my same old grizzly | |
| And even though he' s dead and gone | |
| I still bang my | |
| Biggie And even if | |
| I couldn' t dress | |
| I ain' t stay all jiggy | |
| I' m still a flashy muthafucka in a plane old dickie | |
| Damn right | |
| I' m getting cocky now | |
| It' s just so many rap niggaz runnin around with a copied style | |
| And thats the reason why your stock goes down | |
| And you gonna wind up having to live off your bitch like | |
| Bobby Brown | |
| You see this | |
| Jersey villan will hurt your feelings with the flow and the words he spilllin that' s worth some millions the word play is perfect serving its purpose | |
| I guarantee when | |
| I finally surface | |
| I' ll birth some children | |
| Yeah niggaz gonna be mc' in like | |
| Flashy but | |
| I' ll understand | |
| Every son wants to be like his daddy | |
| They see the way | |
| I breeze in the caddy my swagger lets you see that | |
| I' m savy I' m dressed to impress | |
| Evisu' s baggy as far as labels go at least two had me | |
| Before Ruff | |
| Ryders said he' s too nasty | |
| And they some gangsta niggaz with genuine love they signed me and my advance was a burner and gloves | |
| I' m on another level used to be a troubled felon mommy moved me to the ' burbs but | |
| I was to damn fuckin ghetto | |
| And I was always stealing something from them fucking devils ' cause pops always used to tell me never trust them devils | |
| And all my niggaz got fight game and they don' t have feelings mufucka you' ll be thinkin they like pain we living too fast for the right lane | |
| And we don' t need a beam or a scope for us to shoot with a nice aim nigga | |
| We them supertroopers quick to put them rugers to you and we gettin paper you could tell by how the crew maneuver | |
| Dee saw the vision for me like he knew the future | |
| Guaranteed me | |
| I' ma be a couple million unit mover | |
| Niggaz know the reputation my camp holds | |
| A hundred deep at the shows you how the camp roll | |
| Worldwide respected all over the damn globe | |
| Ruff Ryders we all in these streets like man holes nigga | |
| And for those who think it' s all a act | |
| I' m goin hard till this cash stack is as tall as | |
| Shaq See I' m the reason why these other rappers fallin' back | |
| Flashy nigga this track' s a wrap | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga | |
| See I' m a muthafuckin gangsta | |
| A hundred bars of crack nigga |
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