30 keys, 100 keys, nigga's a star But the police is his And he got a bitch And her favorite rapper Canada But she too In her Gucci bag is that oh no, oh no What you that bitch? Oh no, oh no What you that bitch? Oh no, oh no Why you so sick? Oh no, oh no 'Cause over with
She's down wit' ya, the crown wit ya They her in wit some old shit Credit card fraud in '06 She was tellin' that she ain't know shit She was gettin' mad and trump card is some ho shit They her that they take kids And when she folded Exploded, it Everything she noticed was watching Through the mirror while she this the case nigga, let's close this Still her time and that's bogus She was in the car when they up And popped trunk and unloaded
30 keys, 100 keys, nigga's a star But the police is his And he got a dope And her rapper from Canada But she too In her Gucci bag is that oh no, oh no What you tell bitch? Oh no, oh no What you that bitch? Oh no, oh no Why you look so Oh no, oh no 'Cause over with
There's good niggas, bad He's talking who they sleep with He killed a in a heartbeat But he couldn't no secrets He's no good for your He's with that chopper When them cops got him in precinct That's when he to pieces Name all in those Signed a recording with them majors He's all of your capers While you's dropping all that data Tryna get right with his He was givin' life to his Just CPR, oh my god Goodness,
30 keys, 100 keys, Your nigga's a But the is his manager And he got a bitch And her rapper from Canada But she too In her bag is that camera oh no, oh no What you tell that Oh no, oh no you show that bitch? Oh no, oh no Why you so sick? Oh no, oh no 'Cause it's with
In the stripclub them agents Not the that was takin' pictures But that main one that you came Showin' off all his He was all of your statements He was takin' all of your Right to the evidence room While you was all in his faces You was losing all of your cases, all of your cases You was winning with them bitches but losing all of cases no rules at all in the matrix Ain't no and ain't nothin' sacred Know you're the only one that paper People moving all in your looking for
30 keys, 100 keys, Your nigga's a But the is his manager And he got a dope And her favorite rapper from But she too In her Gucci bag is camera oh no, oh no What you tell bitch? Oh no, oh no What you show that Oh no, oh no Why you so sick? Oh no, oh no 'Cause it's over