[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Hundred pounds, ho, can't buy nothin' less than a hundred
My hood going crazy, just like [?] keep it a hundred
Real street nigga, everything I say one hundred
Turned in my old hundreds, and got some new hundreds
My left wrist a whole hundred
You want five bricks? Give me a hundred
Every blunt I roll, cost a hundred
Just to pump my gas, I give you a hundred
[Verse 1: Big Kuntry King]
I'm El Chapo, that's who I am
[?] when it coming down
Money better [?] before that chopper blam
Can't see them bullets coming, even with a cat scan
Made my first half a mill' before I had a sound scan
Cocaine bought me еverything, I kept it coming in
Now I get monеy with Black Amigo and that Bankroll Mafia
Red [?] Cartel, who the fuck is stopping us?
Call us The Blues Brothers, not because the music, brother
'Cause all the Benjamins, yeah, they blue, brother
I keep it a hundred, like my damn hundreds
M-money, money talking, your pockets ain't saying nothing
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Hundred pounds, ho, can't buy nothin' less than a hundred
My hood going crazy, just like [?] keep it a hundred
Real street nigga, everything I say one hundred
Turned in my old hundreds, and got some new hundreds
My left wrist a whole hundred
You want five bricks? Give me a hundred
Every blunt I roll, cost a hundred
Just to pump my gas, I give you a hundred
Hundred pounds, ho, can't buy nothin' less than a hundred
My hood going crazy, just like [?] keep it a hundred
Real street nigga, everything I say one hundred
Turned in my old hundreds, and got some new hundreds
My left wrist a whole hundred
You want five bricks? Give me a hundred
Every blunt I roll, cost a hundred
Just to pump my gas, I give you a hundred
[Verse 1: Big Kuntry King]
I'm El Chapo, that's who I am
[?] when it coming down
Money better [?] before that chopper blam
Can't see them bullets coming, even with a cat scan
Made my first half a mill' before I had a sound scan
Cocaine bought me еverything, I kept it coming in
Now I get monеy with Black Amigo and that Bankroll Mafia
Red [?] Cartel, who the fuck is stopping us?
Call us The Blues Brothers, not because the music, brother
'Cause all the Benjamins, yeah, they blue, brother
I keep it a hundred, like my damn hundreds
M-money, money talking, your pockets ain't saying nothing
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Hundred pounds, ho, can't buy nothin' less than a hundred
My hood going crazy, just like [?] keep it a hundred
Real street nigga, everything I say one hundred
Turned in my old hundreds, and got some new hundreds
My left wrist a whole hundred
You want five bricks? Give me a hundred
Every blunt I roll, cost a hundred
Just to pump my gas, I give you a hundred
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