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Plies - 100 Years Lyrics

Plies 100 Years lyrics is the 2nd song on the album "The Real Testament" by Plies. The "100 Years" lyrics by Plies are displayed below.
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[Intro]

My nigga e'erytime I think this shit gettin' rough out here

For me my nigga... I just remind myself dog Monday through

Friday homie... From 8 in the mornin' to 5 in the evenin'

Dog... It's some niggas in the court room 'round the country

My nigga... Fightin' for they muhfuckin' lives dog... The

Crackers bannin' niggas e'eryday my nigga

 

[Verse 1]

My dog went to court today they gave him fifteen

Cracker banned my lil' nigga he was se'enteen

Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean

Pussy ass crackers done shattered my nigga dreams

They holl'in' mandatory they want him to do the whole thang

Nigga showed up in court on my dog and did his thang

Nigga did my nigga now I got to bust his brain

Nigga woulda did me my dog'd do the same

His lady callin' me cryin' and now I feel her pain

Tired of losin' all my niggas to the chain gang

In thirty minutes a nigga whole life can change

Cracker over sentencing niggas when this shit gon' change?

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[Chorus]

Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years

Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears

Crackers don't love the air nigga breathin' for real

Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel

Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years

Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears

Crackers don't love the air nigga breathin' for real

Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel

 

[Verse 2]

Ain't talked to my dog yet but I know he sick

Next fifteen years of his life behind a fence

Cracker find a nigga guilty and hit him wit' the bench

Gave one of my dogs twenty-seven on his first offense

The time they givin' the nigga for the crime ain't makin' sense

They jacked the number up now it's eighty-five percent

They did that to make you fuck niggas out there snitch

And put conspiracy in the game to railroad the click

And crackers feel like niggas ain't got no common sense

A nigga paper ain't right they banned off the rip

A public defender don't get you shit but a long trip

And judge sentencin innocent niggas without a guilt

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse 3]

How in the fuck can fo' birds get you a life sentence?

But give a cracker seven years for money launderin' millions

Shoot a nigga in the leg they sentence you like you killed 'em

Cracker catch you wit' that iron and put you under the buildin'

You a nigga that mean you guilty 'til proven innocent

MOney talk and bullshit walk a thousand miles

You ain't got a paid lawyer then don't go to trial

Crackers owe each other favors they'll swap ya out

"You give us him we'll give you him" know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Nigga took thirty years on a cop out

Fuck you get thirty years for breakin' in a bitch house?

Crackers playin' a dirty game boy this shit wild

 

[Chorus]

 

[Music out]

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