100 Sheistys Lyrics by Mase

100 Sheistys Lyrics

    [sugar j]
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
    Check me out, yo
    This is j 'sug', yo
    I know you been around the world, man
    I don't fuck wit' the sheisty niggas
    I don't fuck wit' the sheisty hoes
    I done did it all, nigga

    [loon]
    Yo, what would make a scared man pull a trigga'?
    The same thing that make a scared man act bigga'
    The same thing that make me grab my tec and empty quicker
    Adrenaline rush, on the hush
    You will die fuckin' wit' us
    Vacant lot is my home and in my team i trust
    So don't talk about them things if yo' things don't bust
    I knew a guy like you, his name was filipe
    Had me on 3-way with the d.a.
    Tryin' to find out where we stay
    So on my 24th b-day i'm locked up in v.a.
    He don't know my guns turn commotion to slow motion
    Then from slow motion to no motion
    Run up in the place he hip hoppin'
    Spit shots in, clip droppin', if i get caught, get cochran
    And give pedro my pesos so he don't snitch while i lay low
    For 'bout a week or two
    Come back like peek-a-boo, you see me, i see you
    And if you talk, you be in icu

    [cardan]
    Yo, yo, this cardan
    I know you know a hundred brotha's that sheisty
    Like i know a hundred brotha's that's real
    But i think it's time you know how we chill

    [meeno]
    1 - i have been a hundred places and nothin' excites me
    Hit a hundred hoe's and none of them wifey
    For every thousand that love me
    A hundred don't like me
    So how you wit' a hundred cats and none of the sheisty?

    [drag-on]
    We the niggas wit' the homicides
    And got niggas the most traumatized
    And how they actually sat there and watched they mama die
    But don't worry about it, you second
    Just had to get her first
    Cuz she was the one that gave birth
    And we can't have no more dirt in the earth
    I hate to be the last nigga to turn off your lights
    Without usin' a switch, and throw you in a ditch
    Ya body don't fit, cuz niggas could still see ya kicks
    So do you really wanna take that risk?
    So unball ya fists cuz i'm always a step ahead of ya'll
    You ball ya fists, i cock back
    You take a swing and you got that
    And that's what they gon' mop at
    This gun is from a foreign land
    I don't know why it got it in my hand
    And i'm gonna get off every penny
    I don't care if its automatic or semi
    If i payed 300 flat, that means i'mma send a hundred cats back
    If 300 attack, but it don't hafta be an exact
    I'm gonna get the gatts and get 'em all in one house, and run out
    And sprinkle some on the grass, and spit on it
    And come back to a pile of ash

    Repeat 1

    [meeno]
    Yo, yo, yo, a hundred sheisty, a hundred and quicker
    We strap up inside the 18-wheeler
    A drug dealer with cold cash, but so as
    To get his stash would be no task with no mess
    Love to get you hot and blast, than fast
    My infared beam is on yo' ass, my team is on yo' ass
    Plot and schemin' on yo' ass
    That bitch you came wit' stay screamin' on her ass
    Put three on her ass cuz nigga, we love the cash
    Harlem world niggas got g's in the stash
    No questions asked, time will tell, heaven or hell
    You don't wanna be the nigga who be catchin' the shell
    Meeno, and then i be, be the team to prevail
    So when you pray, tell jesus how you wanna be helped
    Muthafucka!!!!

    Rock-a-bye baby [repeated til end]

    Repeat 1 until fade

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