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100 BRICKS Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Berete
Featuring: King Von
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Yaya Berete, Dayvon Bennett




Lil Berete - 100 BRICKS Lyrics
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[ Featuring King Von ]

(210 run it)
Yeah
(Zerosinthebank)
Yeah
Yeah

I'm back in the hood with them drugs again
I'm from a place where these niggas be judgin' (yeah)
Back in the day I was strugglin'
They locked up couple niggas been smugglin'
They want smoke, but my youngins want all of it
Give 'em guns, brin' it back when you done with it

I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it
Give the drop, but you know that I come with it
Got no job, I just wanted a hundred bricks
Oh, I'm in love with these hundreds and hundreds, yeah
No adrenaline, I just be runnin' shit
Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him
Run it up 'cause I just be settlin'
All this love be comin' with jealousy
Got enough, I don't like your energy
Through the worst but God had to help me

Shit gettin' easy and peasy
They screamin' they love 'cause I'm on the rap shit
It was back when I was sellin' the Cuban
Yeah, she tried to link but I f*cked on her bestie
Settin' trends, they be copy and pastin'
I do what I do, so please do not @ me
I was broke and I felt abandoned
Send the load we takin' the package
I cant fold just like my last bitch
You want smoke? Better come with some static
Brand new Glizzy, it came with no practice
We get busy and start up in traffic (grrah)
I get caught I can swear I won't say shit
Claim you crazy but I'm on the same shit
I'm the baby that came from the basement
It get crazy I come from the trenches (yeah)
If its money, I'm payin' the cost
Guaranteed that they takin' a lost (on God)
Not a Hugo, you know I'm a boss
Just like Uno I'm playin' my cards
Pulled out the chopper and niggas start panickin'
Poppin' tops make you pose like a mannequin
I know niggas be switchin' like temperatures
Money days I aint watchin' the calendar
Got no option I told her come ride with us
I see some niggas they right in the backyard

I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it
Give the drop, but you know that I come with it
Got no job, I just wanted a hundred bricks
Oh, I'm in love with these hundreds and hundreds, yeah
No adrenaline, I just be runnin' shit
Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him (uh-huh)
Run it up 'cause I just be settlin' (Von)
All this love be comin' with jealousy (damn)
Got enough, I don't like your energy
Through the worst but God had to help me (Von)

Call me and I'm comin' with 2.23's
I do fluently, this shit ain't new to me (uh-huh)
I'm on the block with my shirt off and all of my chains (huh?)
Ain't shit you gon' do to me (what? What? What? Uh)
I hit the corner and shoot like I'm 23 (boom)
Get to bussin', they thinkin' it's two of me (boom, boom)
I grew up bad, the streets they influenced me (uh-huh)
My mama couldn't even get through to me (damn, damn)
I'm shootin' first 'cause a nigga ain't shootin' me (nah)
They killed my daddy, I couldn't even go to sleep (damn, damn)
Ain't got no limit and I'm feelin' like Master P (damn, huh? Huh?)
They locked the door on my block and I found the key (damn, damn)
They say, "Von, put the guns down" (who? What?)
Then what? Stand there, get ran down?
You won't believe how many niggas I done fanned down (what? Huh?)
I done turn my opps to fans now (damn)
I done got rich, what's the plan now? (What's the plan?)
Mama got a house and a 2020 Benz now ('20 Benz now)
I can f*ck any bitch I want off Instagram now (Instagram now)
I been that but, bitch, I'm the man now (I'm the man now)

I'm back in the hood with them drugs again
I'm from a place where these niggas be judgin' (yeah)
Back in the day I was strugglin'
They locked up couple niggas been smugglin'
They want smoke, but my youngins want all of it
Give 'em guns, bring it back when you done with it

I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it
Give the drop, but you know that I come with it
Got no job, I just wanted a hundred bricks
Oh, I'm in love with these hundreds and hundreds, yeah
No adrenaline, I just be runnin' shit
Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him
Run it up 'cause I just be settlin'
All this love be comin' with jealousy
Got enough, I don't like your energy
Through the worst but God had to help me
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English

(210 run it)
Yeah
(Zerosinthebank)
Yeah
Yeah

I'm back in the hood with them drugs again
I'm from a place where these niggas be judgin' (yeah)
Back in the day I was strugglin'
They locked up couple niggas been smugglin'
They want smoke, but my youngins want all of it
Give 'em guns, brin' it back when you done with it

I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it
Give the drop, but you know that I come with it
Got no job, I just wanted a hundred bricks
Oh, I'm in love with these hundreds and hundreds, yeah
No adrenaline, I just be runnin' shit
Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him
Run it up 'cause I just be settlin'
All this love be comin' with jealousy
Got enough, I don't like your energy
Through the worst but God had to help me

Shit gettin' easy and peasy
They screamin' they love 'cause I'm on the rap shit
It was back when I was sellin' the Cuban
Yeah, she tried to link but I f*cked on her bestie
Settin' trends, they be copy and pastin'
I do what I do, so please do not @ me
I was broke and I felt abandoned
Send the load we takin' the package
I cant fold just like my last bitch
You want smoke? Better come with some static
Brand new Glizzy, it came with no practice
We get busy and start up in traffic (grrah)
I get caught I can swear I won't say shit
Claim you crazy but I'm on the same shit
I'm the baby that came from the basement
It get crazy I come from the trenches (yeah)
If its money, I'm payin' the cost
Guaranteed that they takin' a lost (on God)
Not a Hugo, you know I'm a boss
Just like Uno I'm playin' my cards
Pulled out the chopper and niggas start panickin'
Poppin' tops make you pose like a mannequin
I know niggas be switchin' like temperatures
Money days I aint watchin' the calendar
Got no option I told her come ride with us
I see some niggas they right in the backyard

I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it
Give the drop, but you know that I come with it
Got no job, I just wanted a hundred bricks
Oh, I'm in love with these hundreds and hundreds, yeah
No adrenaline, I just be runnin' shit
Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him (uh-huh)
Run it up 'cause I just be settlin' (Von)
All this love be comin' with jealousy (damn)
Got enough, I don't like your energy
Through the worst but God had to help me (Von)

Call me and I'm comin' with 2.23's
I do fluently, this shit ain't new to me (uh-huh)
I'm on the block with my shirt off and all of my chains (huh?)
Ain't shit you gon' do to me (what? What? What? Uh)
I hit the corner and shoot like I'm 23 (boom)
Get to bussin', they thinkin' it's two of me (boom, boom)
I grew up bad, the streets they influenced me (uh-huh)
My mama couldn't even get through to me (damn, damn)
I'm shootin' first 'cause a nigga ain't shootin' me (nah)
They killed my daddy, I couldn't even go to sleep (damn, damn)
Ain't got no limit and I'm feelin' like Master P (damn, huh? Huh?)
They locked the door on my block and I found the key (damn, damn)
They say, "Von, put the guns down" (who? What?)
Then what? Stand there, get ran down?
You won't believe how many niggas I done fanned down (what? Huh?)
I done turn my opps to fans now (damn)
I done got rich, what's the plan now? (What's the plan?)
Mama got a house and a 2020 Benz now ('20 Benz now)
I can f*ck any bitch I want off Instagram now (Instagram now)
I been that but, bitch, I'm the man now (I'm the man now)

I'm back in the hood with them drugs again
I'm from a place where these niggas be judgin' (yeah)
Back in the day I was strugglin'
They locked up couple niggas been smugglin'
They want smoke, but my youngins want all of it
Give 'em guns, bring it back when you done with it

I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it
Give the drop, but you know that I come with it
Got no job, I just wanted a hundred bricks
Oh, I'm in love with these hundreds and hundreds, yeah
No adrenaline, I just be runnin' shit
Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him
Run it up 'cause I just be settlin'
All this love be comin' with jealousy
Got enough, I don't like your energy
Through the worst but God had to help me
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Writer: Yaya Berete, Dayvon Bennett
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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