One Hundred III by Official53Crew Lyrics

Throw The Dice Yea I’m Tak’in Chances Liv’in Nice. Grind’in Hard Day And Night Devoted Paid The Price. Liv’in Fast Ride Or Die Until I Reach The Top I’ll Nevastop. Just A Rolling Stone Until I Fuck’in Drop. Legit As Hell Forever Ain’t Nobody Stopp’in This. It’s Not A Hit Until I Spit, The Rebel In The Mix. Against The Grain, Fight The Storm And Thru Hella Rain. A Fighter Thru The City Round These Blocks And Still I’m Back Again. She’s Got Her Hat Low Turned To The Side. In All Black, Hella Bad And Always Down For The Ride. Moving Fast, And A Fighter For Equality And Ever More. Original The Style With The Vibe That Can Open Doors. Inspiration Of A True Soul So Here We Go. A Hundred Percent Is All We Ever Fuck’in Know. In Retrospect, The Effect Of A Cause, Moving Fast. Life And Def And We Do This Because