100 Years lyrics

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Plies


[Intro]
My n*gga e'erytime I think this sh*t gettin' rough out here
For me my n*gga... I just remind myself dog Monday through
Friday homie... From 8 in the mornin' to 5 in the evenin'
Dog... It's some n*ggas in the court room 'round the country
My n*gga... Fightin' for they muhf*ckin' lives dog... The
Crackers bannin' n*ggas e'eryday my n*gga

[Verse 1]
My dog went to court today they gave him fifteen
Cracker banned my lil' n*gga he was se'enteen
Young n*gga don't even know what all that time mean
pus*y ass crackers done shattered my n*gga dreams
They holl'in' mandatory they want him to do the whole thang
n*gga showed up in court on my dog and did his thang
n*gga did my n*gga now I got to bust his brain
n*gga 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 n*ggas to the chain gang
In thirty minutes a n*gga whole life can change
Cracker over sinister n*ggas when this sh*t gon' change?

[Hook]
pus*y ass cracker give a n*gga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a n*gga breathin' for real
Take a n*gga life from him they don't know how it feel
pus*y ass cracker give a n*gga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a n*gga breathin' for real
Take a n*gga life from him they don't know how it feel
[Verse 2]
Ain't talked to my dog yet but I know he sick
Next fifteen years of his life behind a fence
Cracker find a n*gga guilty and hit him wit' the bench
Gave one of my dogs twenty-seven on his first offense
The time they givin' the n*gga for the crime ain't makin' sense
They jacked the number up now it's eighty-five percent
They did that to make you f*ck n*ggas out here snitch
And put conspiracy in the game to railroad the click
And crackers feel like n*ggas ain't got no common sense
A n*gga paper ain't right they banned him off the rip
A public defender don't get you sh*t but a long trip
And judge sentencin innocent n*ggas without a guilt

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
How in the f*ck can fo' birds get you a life sentence?
But give a cracker seven years for money launderin' millions
Shoot a n*gga in the leg they sentence you like you killed 'em
Cracker catch you wit' that iron and put you under the buildin'
You a n*gga that mean you guilty 'til proven innocent
Money talk and bullsh*t 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
n*gga took thirty years on a cop out
The f*ck you get thirty years for breakin' in a b*tch house?
Crackers playin' a dirty game boy this sh*t wild
[Hook]
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