Salute (feat. Te Money & Fabulous)

One hundred if you real, dawg This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city My real ni*as all across the world, fuck with me, yeah Salute, salute, one hundred y'all Salute, salute, one hundred y'all My young ni*as, to the OG's Never said a word to the police One hundred if you real, dawg I said one hundred if you real, dawg I'm one hunnid, go ahead, let's speak on it Church ni*a, I preach on it Authentic like Meech on it Same ni*a I start with, out the gutter, ate garbage Same ni*as I bought cars with, shrimp, steak, and ate marvelous And while you playin' ball, tryna D up I'm with Tiger Woods playin' golf, tryna tee up Find me at the crib with my feet up While ni*as on the block, off the corner, screamin' "We up!" This for the hood, and everybody ain't make it There's paper out there, if you don't want it, I take it Yeah, if you don't want it, I take it There's paper in the hood, if you don't want it, I take it This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city My real ni*as all across the world, fuck with me, yeah Salute, salute, one hundred y'all Salute, salute, one hundred y'all My young niggas, to the OG's Never said a word to the police One hundred if you real, dawg I said one hundred if you real, dawg I been there and I done that, and I still pop my gun My Louis blue and my rag blue and I'm always one hundred My top down and my Loc's on, any block that I post on Go and get my West Coast on, Louis belt with my toast on Just came to put my folks on, guess what? Clubbed 'em Every time I hit the city, they screamin' out: "We love him!" I'm a real ni*a that love real ni*gas Not a hate bone in my body In every state that I touchdown Real n*as, they got me It's all in my talk, it's all in my walk It's in me, not on me It's somethin' that can't be taught I'm a real ni*a that do real shit Killed nig*as I done killed with You talk about, then be about it Half of y'all ain't built for this This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city My real ni*as all across the world, fuck with me, yeah Salute, salute, one hundred y'all Salute, salute, one hundred y'all My young ni*as, to the OG's Never said a word to the police One hundred if you real, dawg I said one hundred if you real, dawg Start salutin', the record's here, start the movie I yell "action", these young niggas'll start to shootin' I had a dream that I'd be rich, call that Martin Lutin' Cause bein' broke was immature, word to Marques Houston For the top dog that once was the underdog See him shinin' well he came from bein' under fog One hunnid, dawg They can't stomach, dawg A hundred bottles last night, now here come the blogs One nation under God, now here come the feds Where them choppers lay 'em down, they should come with beds If you ain't with a real nigga, then who are you with? Keep ridin' with a fake ni*a, see how far you get This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city My real ni*as all across the world, fuck with me, yeah Salute, salute, one hundred y'all Salute, salute, one hundred y'all My young ni*as, to the OG's Never said a word to the police One hundred if you real, dawg I said one hundred if you real, dawg