Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 0 to 100 , by - Slim Thug. Song from the album Thug Thursday 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 20.08.2014
Record label: B.H.O
Song language: English
0 to 100 |
| Thugga! |
| KK on d beat |
| I go from 0 to a hundred nigga real quick |
| Hold up, it’s my time to gone kill this |
| Still the trillest, they tell lies I’m a realist |
| You might can’t relate cause you’re fake, feel this |
| They popping bottles all I need is 1 to get drunk |
| 50 deep but 49 of them niggas punks |
| If you ain’t rollin light nigga you ain’t rollin right |
| Dro done drop head but I still spent the least tonight |
| Never trip but I still hit all yo bops |
| Showed a TBT they be toppin d drop |
| Throw back, had me all smiles Kodak |
| You all on the phone trying download low jack |
| Rap for fun but still making the funds |
| Few friends, smoke guns, rollin Harleys like d vons |
| Day 1, still cashing checks from «I Run» |
| They run, and be like «he got a gun» |
| Cowboys have Ferrari horses in them streets |
| Started from the bottom bitch I gotta eat |
| Lost sleep to live this Boss Life, stop playing lil niggas get your money right |
| (hold up) |
| I went from hundreds to a million nigga real quick |
| I got that Facebook hustle, you could deal with |
| I’m the last nigga around here rapping on some real shit |
| Had your bitch think about me when she hit the gear shift |
| This year I’ma let them know what it is |
| Two tape dropping I’ma hit them in their rib |
| It’s the new 6 zeros, 4 doors on the kick |
| Two hours outta state, zero fucks I’ma give |
| Got her talking like «Oh Lord! |
| Oh Lord» |
| I know you watching over but I’m about to go for it |
| I’m bout to bring everything back from '94 |
| Got my check looking right like I’m working offshore |
| Look I’m ready for whatever, for boys who want war |
| Haters wanna tweet they ain’t never gone score |
| They ain’t got no drive they ain’t never on point |
| How the hell they go ball they ain’t never on court |
| You can catch me in the paint like I’m moving on fours |
| Sipping 2 lines got me slippin off course |
| Two yellow thangs in that blue and white Porsche |
| I’m on that sea wall crawling, you define yours |
| Look this one for the OG’s, the real niggas |
| The all black gladiators come and deal with you |
| The short thick bitches that’ll come and chill with you |
| Boss Life Cigars, burning up the steel pitchers (look alive nigga!) |
| And I’m in the kitchen but only dope get cooked inside |
| And you would think we UPS the way we moving with the white, nigga |
| I don’t get tired I been up for 7 straight, a real nigga |
| But I ain’t never eat no booty in my life nigga! |
| I act a anus, should I start acting famous? |
| It has been over a year since I had to say what my name is |
| Used to fuck with ratchet hoes now my bitches speaking different language |
| I was raised to keep a hundred, and every year never missed a payment |
| And I go 0 to a hundred, I run it, minus the track shoes |
| City on my shoulders, I hold it until my back bruise |
| They usually say I’m bad news |
| Play the game to win, I only wear a size 10 |
| But I bet I could walk a mile in Shaq’s shoes (Yea!) |
| The newest niggas that’s showing boys how to do it bigger |
| Hungry like I’m back in the basement and in the booth with tigga |
| Diss me and you like Eddie Griffith, you just a foolish nigga |
| Lost and out here looking for a lesson, but I’ma school these niggas |
| Who these niggas claiming they cold, bitch I’m the coolest nigga |
| Repping in the streets showing naked, like I’m a nudist nigga! |
| Yeah, and we go 0 to a hundred thou, Houston niggas yeah we coming up, |
| but always coming, down |