Ace Hood - 100 Foreva (Lyrics)

[Verse 1] I’m sick of these niggas, I’m tired of these niggas

I do not fuck with a lot of these niggas

Gangster hitters, I be with gorillas

Strapped and they ready, you want it you get it

Please do not play with my paper, you finished

Patience is short but them choppers extended

My youngins they thuggin’, they smoking, they fucking

They still out to get it but facing a sentence

Fuck do you phonies be talking about

You do not know what that drama’s about

Make you a promise, I promise to ride

Streets is a struggle, I’m tryna survive

[?] the bitches, the money we getting

Champagne that we sipping and foreigns to drive

I pull up on em and shit on your lawn

On my paper say owner, you know that it’s mine

I’m ready for beef just to capitalize

Rappers are petty, they pussy, vajin

Turn your little block to a vacated sign

They get to shooting like red line

Tony Montana, the crib in Atlanta

Thinking bout copping the Wraith or the Phantom

Jump on the jet in my fucking pajamas

Shout out my niggas 100 forever

All my lil niggas are still on probation

My [?] just caught him a charge, I’m praying he dodge immigration

He say fuck it’s PO and he still on them papers

And he just bought him a chopper, he told me it come with a laser

[Hook] Shooters, my shooters

Yeah we down to do you

We can make a movie

Shooters, my shooters

Yeah we down to do you

Watch how you maneuver

[Verse 2] I’m getting tired of tellin’ you niggas

Don’t do the zoo, but I know some gorillas

Catch me a body on beats I’m a killer

Flow like a chopper that shot up a villa

Boy don’t forget me, I be with the sinners

I am a vet and you such a beginner

Bitch I run the summers and stunt in the winters

See 90 percent of your shit ain’t remembered

I’m back in this bitch and aim straight at your chest

Kick in the door till I get my respect

Heard the new music, it made me depressed

Free all my niggas that call me collect

We be the business, the lord as my witness

I’m way too committed, no time for them bitches

Shout out Ms. Simmons, you know you can get it

I’m the building, them shooters attending

Like [?] knowledge, we ready for war

Nigga was young when I jumped off the porch

Gave up the tigers and now want the Porsche

Once I got right then my mama divorced

Play with my people, I show no remorse

Throw on my jewelry then show up to court

Crib is so big it look like a resort

Nigga we made it, I’m faded of course

Fuck all these niggas, we fucking they bitch

Hate when they act like they bout it, I guess they just want some attention

Don’t let my humbleness fool you nigga

Call up my niggas to call up they niggas to do you nigga

[Hook] [Outro] All of my niggas 100 forever

I’ll be that nigga 100 forever

Shout out my bitch is 100 forever

I’ll be that nigga 100 forever

Shooters, my shooters

Yeah we down to do you

We can make a movie

I’ll be that nigga 100 forever