Keep It 100 Lyrics - Ii Trill (2 Trill) - Bun B

(Chorus) 

I'ma keep it 100 (100), 

All day and all night 

Nigga anytime you see me, 

I'ma keep it super tight 

I'm an Underground King, reppin' Ugk 

And give a damn what a motherfucker say 

I'ma keep it (100) 

All night and all day 

Nigga anytime you see me 

Mane I'm reppin' PA 

This is UGK fo' life, 

Long live Pimp C 

And I'ma never let a nigga pimp me 

I'ma keep it (100) 

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(Verse 1) 

'Cuz it's all that I've ever known 

All that I've ever been 

All that I've ever shown, 

Get yo' shit together clone, build a better prototype 

You looking like a mop, and I'm looking fo' a flo' to wipe, 

I heard yo' album mane, if that's what you call it 

Another gangsta fairytalin', and for that shit we ain't fallin', 

All you talking 'bout is slangin', bangin', bustin', and ballin' 

But I aint seen yo' scary ass, at all-star in New Orleans (all-star In New Orleans) 

I'm tired mane this shit gettin' older than Moses, 

Pussy niggas always poutin' with posers 

But mane all it really shows is, how hard you ain't 

A nigga bust yo' ass in the mouth, you probably faint 

Not from the power of the punch, but the shock 

'Cuz you a coward, and niggas gone devour yo lunch 

A bunch of niggas done tried, but ain't too many done it 

Like me its Bun Beata, a G, and I'ma keep it (100) 

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(Verse 2) 

'Cuz that's exactly what the trill do, 

Ain't nobody tellin' me what I won't or I will do 

If I don't feel you, you lucky that I don't kill you 

Leave ya leakin' 'til you moldy, and mildew for real dude, 

I got the skill to, Don't make me have to show it 

'Cuz it will be over before you know it 

You get one shot, and I suggest you don't blow it 

And if I do it, I wanna do it, reap it you gon' sow it 

I'm a revolutionary black-fister, you fuckin' with fire 

Fuck around and get a blister, 

I fuck with her father, then fuck around and hit her sister 

Underground King, mother fucker call me Mister, 

Mr. One kilogram, Mr. Woodgrain, Mr. Brick, 

And unless you the misses, get off the Mister dick, 

'Cuz this the shit that have these motherfuckers runnin' for the hill 

From the King of the Trill 

'Cuz I keep it 100 (100) 

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(Verse 3) 

'Cuz nowadays motherfuckers lie, 

Some to yo' face, some can't even look you in the eye 

Some in this place, some just left, and some just comin' by 

A little later, probably a little hater 

And they gon' sit and debate us, 

Tryin' to prove they the greatest, and they still gon' be wronger Than fuck 

So holla later, I'm leaving I'm not a waiter, 

But I'll end up serving you, they tryin' to step to the likes of me 

Why the nerve of you, But I never and I do declare 

I'm 'bout to fuck the game up, so best you prepare 

Put on ya' bibs, 'Cuz I'm finnin' be spittin' 

That hot fire so you better bring mittens 

'Cuz you a pussy and yo' patnah is kittens 

I'll do 'em and when I'm done 

They be like "No, he didn't" 

Get yo' toilet paper nigga, 'cuz I'm finnin' be shittin', 

Diaretic on haters, with no quittin' 

And I'ma keep it 100 (100) 

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