50's to the 100's
[Intro: Tr3yway6k]
([?])
(Fat Meech, baby)
Bounce, you better bounce
Bounce, you better bounce
[Chorus: Fat Meech & Tr3yway6k]
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh)
Oh-oh (Oh-oh)
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh) (Ayy, I'm tryna make a n***a bounce, alright)
Oh-oh, I-I-I (I'm tryna make a n***a bounce, alright)
[Verse 1: Tr3yway6k]
Ayy, make some shit that I can stomp to
N***a with no hope, done made it out, I wasn't 'posed to
Thuggin' in the shadow and lil' bro got his pole too
Juvenile delinquent, [?]
[?] tiny Bam tryna show you
Hit the foe yard thеn DDawg gon' poke you
50's to the 100's, [?] with the Locs, woo
Crack a bad bitch and put my dick in hеr vocals
Famous gangbangers, we ain't fuckin' with no posers
Tr3yway number six, I'ma whack a double-O'er
And if a n***a see me then I'm slidin' with the blower
And I keep a [?] just to show it
And I'm shootin' for the stars if they ask me where I'm goin'
Famous gangbanger, in the field still scorin'
Tommy Jean'd up, we ain't rockin' Ralph Lauren
Make a n***a bounce, Sky Zone, Michael Jordan, ayy
[Chorus: Fat Meech & Tr3yway6k]
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh) (I'm tryna make a n***a bounce, I'm tryna make a n***a bounce, alright, gang)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh)
Oh-oh
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh) (Ayy)
Oh-oh, I-I-I
[Verse 2: Tr3yway6k]
Yuh, 50's to the 100's, where it's home to the Locs
Hangin' with the Locs, we was uppin' the score
Participate in wartime, Killa Clock I smoke
Bitch, I'm hangin' with the killers, we ain't havin' a smoke
Ain't them no recruits, we ain't puttin' him on
716, H crown to the throne, Figueroa
Bad bitch, Stunna Girl, Nia Long
When you fuckin' with a Hoover you can't never go wrong
Hit the bitch from the back, got her singin' my songs
She fell in love with Tr3yway6k, now she walk Figueroa
If she give me ten bands, she might get what she want
50's to the 100's, the blade start on Gage though
Got some killers from the Deuce and some killers from Selo
Car stay in line, tryna get to the bankroll
I know you got a n***a but it ain't Tr3yway though
Ayy, so make that ass bounce, ayy
[Chorus: Fat Meech & Tr3yway6k]
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh) (Better make that ass bounce, alright)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh)
Oh-oh
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh)
Oh-oh, I-I-I
([?])
(Fat Meech, baby)
Bounce, you better bounce
Bounce, you better bounce
[Chorus: Fat Meech & Tr3yway6k]
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh)
Oh-oh (Oh-oh)
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh) (Ayy, I'm tryna make a n***a bounce, alright)
Oh-oh, I-I-I (I'm tryna make a n***a bounce, alright)
[Verse 1: Tr3yway6k]
Ayy, make some shit that I can stomp to
N***a with no hope, done made it out, I wasn't 'posed to
Thuggin' in the shadow and lil' bro got his pole too
Juvenile delinquent, [?]
[?] tiny Bam tryna show you
Hit the foe yard thеn DDawg gon' poke you
50's to the 100's, [?] with the Locs, woo
Crack a bad bitch and put my dick in hеr vocals
Famous gangbangers, we ain't fuckin' with no posers
Tr3yway number six, I'ma whack a double-O'er
And if a n***a see me then I'm slidin' with the blower
And I keep a [?] just to show it
And I'm shootin' for the stars if they ask me where I'm goin'
Famous gangbanger, in the field still scorin'
Tommy Jean'd up, we ain't rockin' Ralph Lauren
Make a n***a bounce, Sky Zone, Michael Jordan, ayy
[Chorus: Fat Meech & Tr3yway6k]
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh) (I'm tryna make a n***a bounce, I'm tryna make a n***a bounce, alright, gang)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh)
Oh-oh
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh) (Ayy)
Oh-oh, I-I-I
[Verse 2: Tr3yway6k]
Yuh, 50's to the 100's, where it's home to the Locs
Hangin' with the Locs, we was uppin' the score
Participate in wartime, Killa Clock I smoke
Bitch, I'm hangin' with the killers, we ain't havin' a smoke
Ain't them no recruits, we ain't puttin' him on
716, H crown to the throne, Figueroa
Bad bitch, Stunna Girl, Nia Long
When you fuckin' with a Hoover you can't never go wrong
Hit the bitch from the back, got her singin' my songs
She fell in love with Tr3yway6k, now she walk Figueroa
If she give me ten bands, she might get what she want
50's to the 100's, the blade start on Gage though
Got some killers from the Deuce and some killers from Selo
Car stay in line, tryna get to the bankroll
I know you got a n***a but it ain't Tr3yway though
Ayy, so make that ass bounce, ayy
[Chorus: Fat Meech & Tr3yway6k]
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh) (Better make that ass bounce, alright)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh)
Oh-oh
I-I-I got a weapon for protection, I'm gon' slide (Oh-oh)
Out of bounds with no whistle, he gon' die (Oh-oh)
From the 50's to the 100's, I'm alright (Oh-oh)
Oh-oh, I-I-I