Текст песни 100 Bandz - T.H.C (The Harlem Child)

(World)
(World, world, world)
(Hundred bandz)

I need a hundred bandz, one thousand blues
A hundred grand, five thousand twenties
Ten thousand tens, Twenty thousand fives
Do you understand?
Not a dime go to Uncle Sam
Denominations I don't give a damn
If the conversation lead to hundred bandz
Then I greet the subject with the open hands (Open hands)

Hundred bandz, hundred bandz, hundred bandz
Hundred bandz, hundred bandz, hundred bandz
I need a hundred bandz, one thousand blues
A hundred grand, five thousand twenties
Ten thousand tens, Twenty thousand fives
Do you understand?

Nigga, I need a 100k
Universe bringing it andale
Been in the stu straight working like a slave
Ain't seen the sun in days
I was sending shots and I was ducking them
(Ducking them, ducking them)
Back in my gunning days
I wonder if these track star rappers think back
Remember they running days
What are you gonna say, gonna do
I step in the booth and it's wonderful (wonderful
Walk around opps and feel comfortable (comfortable)
I love when they think they untouchable (touchable)
Will see the results in a month or two (month or two)
It's a shame it's a bitch with the money do (money do)
The joker the villain the funny moves
No interrupting the money moves
You which you can step up in these money shoes (money shoes)
These short bus niggas make dummy moves (dummy moves)
I'm sipping on poison that hundred proof
You fucking goof
Currency
Truthfully all that I wanna see
So sick and so tired of these wanna be's
Making up lies cause they under me
But smiling and cheesing in front of me
Money only thing that a keep it G
Bitch get that money to sleep with me
The hundreds affecting me evilly
Thumbing through hundreds so greedily
Put bands on ya cranium easily
Then fill up a stadium easily
Might throw on palladium gold is cheap, you fucking dweeb

I need a hundred bandz, one thousand blues
A hundred grand, five thousand twenties
Ten thousand tens, Twenty thousand fives
Do you understand?
Not a dime go to Uncle Sam
Denominations I don't give a damn
If the conversation lead to hundred bandz
Then I greet the subject with the open hands
Hundred bandz, hundred bandz, hundred bandz
Hundred bandz, hundred bandz, hundred bandz

Dumping the food till I pass out cash out
Niggas throwing rocks at a glass house blackout
Walking down the ave with the mag out, Spaz out
Turn ya back on me blow ya black out
There is no knocking this hustle struggle
All of them nights in the jungle mumbles
Speak up nigga some where getting tanned with my feet up nigga
Better ease up nigga
Throw the bandz and my bitch pick the cheese up nigga
Don't freeze up nigga when the grip come out
And I grease up niggas
Funny how you laughing
When ya friends wouldn't even put the cheese up nigga
If you was in the basement tied up waiting on the free up nigga
Stay down with my real ones true to the game now we up nigga
Shawty ass clap like the glock when it squeal
Chit chit chit kill shit a get real
Treating her tits like my register
Coming up short it's no sex for her
This bum is so glad to be next to her
She line him up while they chilling I'm texting her
If she do right I'm impressed with her
Then she rolling up I'm flexing her
Make me feel good to invest in her
Bread and the head be the best of her
Really don't need for the rest of her
Everything regular
Going on strike with this dick
Like pickets and rally's it bring out the best in her

I need a hundred bandz, one thousand blues
A hundred grand, five thousand twenties
Ten thousand tens, Twenty thousand fives
Do you understand?
Not a dime go to Uncle Sam
Denominations I don't give a damn
If the conversation lead to hundred bandz
Then I greet the subject with the open hands
Hundred bandz, hundred bandz, hundred bandz
Hundred bandz hundred bandz hundred bandz
(Uh)
(Bandz, bandz, bandz)
(World)