Droop-E - Hunedz lyrics

[Hook: Rick Rock] Yeah, my n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s [Verse 1: E-40] No periods, all commas No ones in my stacks, these 100s I can give it to ya if you want it n***a if you got it then flaunt it I started with a teaspoon Now I'm a tycoon Keep it lit like a full moon Street sweeper [?] I started with nothing, all of a sudden I'm something My j**elry be bustin', showcasin', flossin' and stuntin' My woofers be subbin', I know they know that I'm comin' You might want to hide her or glue your hand to your woman My big ol' G's be shinin', [?] My lil n***as be grindin', and they be shootin' and fightin' I tell 'em stop all the violence, mama's at funerals cryin' The P's be poppin' and the mac be multiplyin' [Hook: Rick Rock] b**h, these is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s [Verse 2: E-40] Makin' all kinds of paper in my sleep Gotta stay with your stapler, play for keep Don't wanna be seven days, I can't be week/weak Never know who out there plottin' tryna sneak I be blowin' purple haze up out my Jeep My air b**hes soil like a cleek I be perkin' off that loyal when I drink You don't want no problems, want no beef Your ratchets like some foil like some meat I'm talkin' sign language, I can't speak When I get questioned by police Throw off methods make 'em think that I'm a geek Activated, I might put your b**h to sleep The homie just touched down, forgot to mention Told me look at n***as hands and pay attention Be about your rubber bands and your funds I don't make it rain 'cause I ain't got no ones [Hook: Rick Rock] These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones [Verse 3: E-40] Of course, I'ma keep it lit like the fourth I could talk your mom out her purse Without no harm, or no force When I was starvin' like Marvin and eatin' noodles and spam Some bread or some milk or some peanut bu*ter and jam The way I was built from the gravel, the soil, the land You can get k**ed out here if you cattin' and playin' I'm fried, I'm burnt, on 10, I stay turnt s**ers tryna monitor the money I earn I got the gift of the gab, could talk a rock off a cliff [?] pill scraps, throwin' 100s to Crips Blue bags, well deserved C-notes, like Charlie Bird My player partners straight up out the rich Known for goin' hard on a b**h [Hook: Rick Rock] b**h, these is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones These is 100s, these is 100s, these is 100s My n***a, these ain't ones