A Hundred Degrees (Prod. Curtis Heron & Chris Ray)

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RSG, RSG, RSG, RSG
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
You know REDSTAR the gang, RSG
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
You know REDSTAR the gang, RSG
Smokin blunts in a hundred degrees
Sippin on liquor, we tipsy
Flippin packs in a hundred degrees
Spend that money make it do a 360
Bussin down white with the misfits
Shawty hit my line, cuz she me miss me
I don't really even try, but I'm different
I stay busy all the time so I'm distant
I know it's my time, look at the whip that I drive
I never signed on the line
Some people hate, they can't understand the grind
I sacrificed my whole life
Now I need a bag, my money never talk back,
I can't complain about that
Two 12's in the trunk, I need a system that slaps,
We mix this s**t by ourselves
I never had s**t, now the picture lookin different ,
And I put everything in it
I'm still in my city, still with my ****** that's with me,
RSG really the difference
Ain't lookin for pity ,
That don't make anything different,
If you want the **** come and get it
Ain't lookin for pity,
That don't make anything different,
If you want some smoke we can give it
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
You know REDSTAR the gang, RSG
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
You know REDSTAR the gang, RSG
We really on the block a hundred deep,
Throwin shows in our own back yard
While these other rappers schemin
They don 't wanna **** around with me,
They don't wanna **** with my team,
We ain't ****** with you either
When you get to the top,
Who you think gonna have your back,
Who you gonna trust with a strap
Yeah, you talk about bands, talkin bout some racks
Tell me would you rather have some cash on your head
Or your head on some cash?
Cuz sometimes strangers wanna help you, huh
But sometimes strangers wanna hurt you, huh
Yeah, sometimes strangers wanna help you, yeah-yeah
Yeah, sometimes strangers wanna hurt you, uh-yeah
Back then I had nowhere to turn to, huh
I held it down, all by myself, that's how I made the rules
You touch somebody, we gon hurt you, uh
We held it down, a hundred rounds, we still invincible
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
You know REDSTAR the gang, RSG
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
We go hard in a hundred degrees
You know REDSTAR the gang, RSG