100 Bars of Crack

[Flashy] See

I'm a mutha******* gangsta

A hundred bars of crack *******

Yeah, Flashy, yeah, yeah

See I'm a mutha******* gangsta

A hundred bars of crack ******* [Flashy]

Yeah, yeah

Now when it comes to the flow

I'm the best in the nation

For years now

I sat back stressed and impatient

See I'm the real thing and ya'll just imitations

Flashy Ruff

Ryders next generation

I brody blocks and hustle the worst corners

I'm the reason feds place city limits and search boarders

I'm the reason fiends smoke and dust heads thirst water and why most of these artists got dropped first quarter (wooh!)

And yeah I stay on the strip and no

I ain't got a minute

I'm in a rush

I'm on my way to be rich

And I'm coming to the table with hits

Of course

I'm on my job dogs

I'm on the same label as

Kiss I told *******z that

I'm focused kid

And I let the sig soak your wig or let the knife go and poke your ribs

I'm what a soldier is

I cops heavy then

I'm getting rid of the weight like

Oprah did

*******z hate it when

I drop the price

And ******* pay-per-view

I'm out in

Vegas when

I watch the fight

And my culture is the

Hip Hop for life

And I don't catch writers block

I goes to the block to write

Top of the charts

I'm comin' to see ya 'cause

I'm lyrically sick and yeah the word play's runnin a fever

And my team stay dumping them heaters they'll leave a shell in your top

And I ain't talking bout the front of addidas

I'm talking hollows baby we fast to dump moxberg in ya mouth like a asthma pump (wooh!)

I'm goin' hard for this cash

I want that's why

I'm bout to finish up like half my album in half a month same time still supplying the kane

I treat the booth like

I'm at the the firing range bulls-eye the side of your brain

And yea they might as well name me the

Hank Gathers of rap 'cause

I'ma ball till

I die in the game these rap cats

I'll leave 'em all disgraced

I'll have them all replaced and yeah

I expect them all to hate and by the way

I'm from the garden state the same place we blow trees and rock tees with

Bob Marley's face and we don't watch

ABC or NBC

We strictly

BET and smack

DVD's and all we do is hustle hard so we can spend these

G's and stretch coke like a sample on a

MPC I got a whole lot to prove right now

Even though there's already a whole bunch of ya'll that tried to use my style (what?)

When it comes to using the tool

I'm foul I named my hammer

Rakim it ain't no joke and it moves the crowd

And never mind how

I make my wages

As long as

God forgives

I ain't gotta be a reverend like

Mase is I'm steady tryin face my cases

And keep Fifth focused in

Camden where the murder rates outrages 'cause he that next ******* after me

And he'll punch you in the face right after me

See I can get a ******* clapped for free

And make it drug related sprinkle around like half a key

Don't pay attention what these gays may say

The games

Double R's now it's no longer getting played they way (Ruff Ryders) 'cause they don't wanna see these

AK's spray

And medics pullin them sheets over they head like the

KKK If we don't spray we givin cats buck fifty's

And I don't turn my back on my homies especially those who came up with me

I'm still the same flashy artist rap thing don't switch me

I'm still drinking the same yak blowin that same old sticky

And yeah I'm still runnin these streets on my same old grizzly

And even though he's dead and gone

I still bang my

Biggie And even if

I couldn't dress

I ain't stay all jiggy

I'm still a flashy mutha*******a in a plane old *******ie

Damn right

I'm getting ****y now

It's just so many rap *******z runnin around with a copied style

And thats the reason why your stock goes down

And you gonna wind up having to live off your ******* like

Bobby Brown

You see this

Jersey villan will hurt your feelings with the flow and the words he spilllin that's worth some millions the word play is perfect serving its purpose

I guarantee when

I finally surface

I'll birth some children

Yeah *******z gonna be mc'in like

Flashy but

I'll understand

Every son wants to be like his daddy

They see the way

I breeze in the caddy my swagger lets you see that

I'm savy I'm dressed to impress

Evisu's baggy as far as labels go at least two had me

Before Ruff

Ryders said he's too nasty

And they some gangsta *******z with genuine love they signed me and my advance was a burner and gloves

I'm on another level used to be a troubled felon mommy moved me to the 'burbs but

I was to damn ******* ghetto

And I was always stealing something from them ******* devils 'cause pops always used to tell me never trust them devils

And all my *******z got fight game and they don't have feelings mu*******a you'll be thinkin they like pain we living too fast for the right lane

And we don't need a beam or a scope for us to shoot with a nice aim *******

We them supertroopers quick to put them rugers to you and we gettin paper you could tell by how the crew maneuver

Dee saw the vision for me like he knew the future

Guaranteed me

I'ma be a couple million unit mover

*******z know the reputation my camp holds

A hundred deep at the shows you how the camp roll

Worldwide respected all over the damn globe

Ruff Ryders we all in these streets like man holes *******

And for those who think it's all a act

I'm goin hard till this cash stack is as tall as

Shaq See I'm the reason why these other rappers fallin' back

Flashy ******* this track's a wrap

A hundred bars of crack *******

See I'm a mutha******* gangsta

A hundred bars of crack *******