Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Keep It 100, artist - Kid Red
Date of issue: 03.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Keep It 100 |
Khaliel |
Woo! |
Young nigga 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 nigga 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 (damn) |
Life gave him lemons, and he made cream soda |
Ma, them niggas be hustlin', we really countin' that cash |
A young niggas complainin', they broke and they lookin' bad |
Bust down with my niggas, learnt that from my dad |
Love all my niggas, bought the boy a new Jag' (skrrt) |
If I was you, I would hate too |
All this fake love, I’d replace you (fuck you) |
Get your bands up, they wanna date you |
Tryna fuck 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 |
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) |
(Woo! Hey!) |
Just a nigga 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 niggas that be hustlin', they do it with precision (hey) |
Bitches 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 niggas that’s winnin' trophies |
Know niggas sittin' on they sofas (ayy) |
Bitches 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 bitch, 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 shit away, I had to shoot a photo show (fuck it) |
And nah, I ain’t lyin', nigga (nah), they think this shit was easy |
They didn’t see the grind, nigga (grind) |
So many fake diamonds, I might as well shine, nigga (shine) |
I mean no home, but I just came to take what’s mine, nigga |
Niggas wanna ride witcha, ain’t gon' do no time witcha |
Young nigga 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 nigga 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 (damn) |
Life gave him lemons, and he made cream soda (yeah) |
He kept it one hunnid with all of his solders |
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) |
Look, I guess they label me a thug nigga |
Gang bangin', hangin' with drug dealers |
Pour an eight up in the 20 ounce, on that mud, nigga (hey) |
Remember paintin' pictures on my wall in the cell |
Wish I could thank everybody, that wrote a nigga mail (hey) |
Keep it a hunnid with my day ones |
And all them bitches with them fake ones, gon' and shake some' (hey) |
I still remember them bullets when we hop in them gates (hey) |
Ain’t niggas run up in my crib, but couldn’t crack a safe |
Keep it one hunnid, I know them niggas disappointed |
Them bitches horny, I know these diamonds make 'em want it |
That pussy wet now, 'cause I’m throwin' all the hunnids |
Not throwin' shade, hoe, I’m just keepin' it one hunnid |
Put your hands up in the air now, if you came up from nothing |
Keep it one hunnid, all my niggas 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 |
Young nigga 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 nigga 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 (damn) |
Life gave him lemons, and he made cream soda (yeah) |
He kept it one hunnid with all of his solders |
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) |
One hunnid |