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42 Dugg, EST Gee - All 100s (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
42 Dugg
42 Dugg
Rap
EST Gee
EST Gee
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dion Hayes
Dion Hayes
Songwriter
George Stone III
George Stone III
Songwriter
Rai'Shaun Williams
Rai'Shaun Williams
Songwriter
Chidi Osondu
Chidi Osondu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Section 8
Section 8
Producer
Eric Fernandez
Eric Fernandez
Mixing Engineer
Leo Goff
Leo Goff
Mixing Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer
Chidi Osondu
Chidi Osondu
Producer
Khaya Gilika
Khaya Gilika
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All my life I wanted to get money
Tend these pockets, feel right, these all hundreds
Lose your life, no eyes on these bullets
Black Glock 9s with the switch, you like fullies
Last four, five years we served our state
Ten bows cleared, ten green and raw H
[Verse 2]
I don't piece out shit no more, I'm into whole sellin'
I don't really trip 'bout sellin' records 'cause my dope sellin'
You just sit and talk 'bout how I live, now to my ole selly
Send some shots and call somethin' back, four in my lower belly
One in my face and shit
That's why we've been facing shit
Cold case and shit
Takin' shit
I been taking risks
Shoulda been rich, but I pop Percs and sip
Free lil' bruh, he burn up shit
Night and day, Finn and K
Chasin' paper, leave E.K.
[Verse 3]
All my life I wanted to get money
Tend these pockets, feel right, these all hundreds
Lose your life, no eyes on these bullets
Black Glock 9s with the switch, you like fullies
Last four, five years we served our state
Ten bows cleared, ten green and raw H
[Verse 4]
Pints and weed, oxys, Benz
I sell it all to eat
We supposed to be tag, youngin'
How the fuck you charging me?
My **** are dying for the cause
I really sell them paws
Till that shit happened at ours
I get it done
Put a 60 on his head
Really like a 60-something, I'm quiet now
Bitch, wait till that blicky come, I'm wildin' out
For my team I'm falling out, I know they got it done
I don't lurk, I blow that ride and turn shit in the runtz
[Verse 5]
First to shoot, not first to run, bitch, we gon' win this
Don't tell me that I'm turnt now, bitch, 'cause I been this
We paid by all these platinum songs
But I got ten hits
Fuck 'em if they don't feel us
For my ****, free them killers
[Verse 6]
All my life I wanted to get money
Tend these pockets, feel right, these all hundreds
Lose your life, no eyes on these bullets
Black Glock 9s with the switch, you like fullies
Last four, five years we served our state
Ten bows cleared, ten green and raw H (Raw)
Written by: Chidi Osondu, Dion Hayes, George Stone III, Rai'Shaun Williams
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