100 Shots Chords by Young Dolph

[Start]

[Intro]
          Cm   
Yeah it's Dolph
Cm                                                               
Hey bring me some Backwoods up outta there homie and a cup of ice
                                               F7     
And some rubber bands up outta there too homie ■  yeah
              Cm                    
It's three PM eighty degrees outside
                              Cm                                  
I'm in somethin' that go real fast sittin' outside the cornerstore
                      Cm                      
Six figure client got no business in this area


[Verse]
            Cm                                    
If it ain't one thing it's a motherfuckin' 'nother
           Cm                                           
We trapped together than that's my motherfuckin' brother
          Cm                                             
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don't love her
         Cm                                      
She just play her part when it's time to smug her
       Cm                                 
I pull up pick up that bag and burn rubber
        Cm                                      
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers
Cm                               
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper
             Cm                               
I fucked her in rush hour traffic Chris Tucker


[Chorus]
Cm                                
Everybody screamin' gang gang gang
Cm                                                         
Them folks come and get you you gon' tell on the whole gang
                                         Cm    
She said can she fuck me with my diamond chains
   Cm                                       
If I ain't in the bank then I'm on the plane


[Verse]
      Cm                                         
'bout to go get some money or go spend some money
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They stopped me in the airport had too many Benjis on me
           Cm                                          
They don't want you to live they don't want you to ball
             Cm                                                        
Them pussies smile in your face yeah then they pray for you to fall hey
      Cm                
Young nigga stay focused
                     Cm   
But I really want to crash
      Cm                
Think about where you at
           Cm             
Then think about your past
              Cm            
Yeah I really came from shit
            Cm             
But I won't change for shit
                 Cm              
My bitch say I'm stuck in my ways
               Cm               
My wrist say I been getting paid
                        Cm   
A hunnid shots a hunnid shots
                                     Cm   
Me and my niggas pull up in a hunnid drops
                                   Cm    
My role model used to get a hunnid blocks
                                 Cm 
Street niggas in a tuxedo we the mob
                                            Cm   
She looked at my watch too long now she see stars
                                         Cm  
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars
                                           Cm  
Yo' bitch ate my dick I caught her on them bars
Cm                       
My pinky ring extra large
             Cm           
Foreigns all in the garage
            Cm          
Remember my first ménage
     Cm               
Yeah Toya and Brittany
                 Cm                   
I'm shoppin' for diamonds at Tiffany's
      Cm                   
Nah I don't got no sympathy
                           C7     
She blew my whistle like a referee
                           Cm
Broke black nigga remember me
                       Cm    
Until I found out that recipe
        Cm                      
Started gettin' 'bout ten a week
                             C7   
Finger on the trigger when I sleep
                             Cm
Yeah nigga I rather you than me
                      C7  
Backseat smokin' good weed
Cm                           
A hunnid shots a hunnid shots
                                     Cm   
How the fuck you miss a whole hunnid shots
                                        C7  
You not welcome at my trap if you don't shop


[Chorus]
           Ab                                     Cm   
Before you come through that back door you better knock
                                           Cm  
They been waitin' on this gangster shit to drop
          Ab                               Cm     
Even them fuck niggas that wish I could be stopped
                                             C7     
How many dicks you sucked to get that couple million
Cm                              C7     
Self made millionaire oh what a feelin'
Cm                         
My niggas came from dealin'
           Cm                   
Fuck nigga get out your feelings
Cm                               
Your bitch gave me sexual healin'
               Cm                    
Guess who just walked in the buildin'


[Verse]
         Cm              
Came out with six bitches
         C7                 
My uncle said That's pimpin'
            Ab            
My diamonds always hittin'
            C7                               Cm               
You lookin' for your bitch she with me nigga she ain't missin'
           C7                              Cm               
I told you fuck niggas stay out my way but you didn't listen


[Chorus]
                C7   
Big rocks in my watch
       Cm                           C7    
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks
Cm                           
A hunnid shots a hunnid shots
        Ab                           Cm   
How the fuck you miss a whole hunnid shots


[Outro]
C7   Cm Ab   Cm   
Yeah ■  it's Dolph
                                     Cm   
How the fuck you miss a whole hunnid shots


[End]