Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 100 Years, artist - Plies.
Date of issue: 05.08.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
100 Years |
My nigga e’erytime I think this shit gettin' rough out here |
For me my nigga… I just remind myself dog Monday through |
Friday homie… From 8 in the mornin' to 5 in the evenin' |
Dog… It’s some niggas in the court room 'round the country |
My nigga… Fightin' for they muhfuckin' lives dog… The |
Crackers bannin' niggas e’eryday my nigga |
My dog went to court today they gave him fifteen |
Cracker banned my lil' nigga he was se’enteen |
Young nigga don’t even know what all that time mean |
Pussy ass crackers done shattered my nigga dreams |
They holl’in' mandatory they want him to do the whole thang |
Nigga showed up in court on my dog and did his thang |
Nigga did my nigga now I got to bust his brain |
Nigga woulda did me my dog’d do the same |
His lady callin' me cryin' and now I feel her pain |
Tired of losin' all my niggas to the chain gang |
In thirty minutes a nigga whole life can change |
Cracker over sinister niggas when this shit gon' change? |
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years |
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears |
Crackers don’t love to have a nigga breathin' for real |
Take a nigga life from him they don’t know how it feel |
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years |
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears |
Crackers don’t love to have a nigga breathin' for real |
Take a nigga life from him they don’t know how it feel |
Ain’t talked to my dog yet but I know he sick |
Next fifteen years of his life behind a fence |
Cracker find a nigga guilty and hit him wit' the bench |
Gave one of my dogs twenty-seven on his first offense |
The time they givin' the nigga for the crime ain’t makin' sense |
They jacked the number up now it’s eighty-five percent |
They did that to make you fuck niggas out here snitch |
And put conspiracy in the game to railroad the click |
And crackers feel like niggas ain’t got no common sense |
A nigga paper ain’t right they banned him off the rip |
A public defender don’t get you shit but a long trip |
And judge sentencin innocent niggas without a guilt |
How in the fuck can fo' birds get you a life sentence? |
But give a cracker seven years for money launderin' millions |
Shoot a nigga in the leg they sentence you like you killed 'em |
Cracker catch you wit' that iron and put you under the buildin' |
You a nigga that mean you guilty 'til proven innocent |
Money talk and bullshit walk a thousand miles |
You ain’t got a paid lawyer then don’t go to trial |
Crackers owe each other favors, they’ll swap ya out |
«You give us him, we’ll give you him» know what I’m talkin' 'bout |
Nigga took thirty years on a cop out |
The fuck you get thirty years for breakin' in a bitch house? |
Crackers playin' a dirty game boy this shit wild |