Hundred Thousand
Freddie Gibbs Feat. G-Wiz & Hit Skrewface Lyrics


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Hundred thousand dollars worth of cocaine
Niggas'll kill you in these fucking streets
Each and every day I duck the feds, man
Trying to give my baby something to eat
Down to my last, 'bout a quarter thing
Ain't no love in these dope streets
Ain't trying to be the man, just trying to maintain
I swear, this game gon' be the death of me

I swear, this game gon' be the death of me
Fuck niggas in these streets wanna suck my blood and rip my flesh from me
Youngsters trying to air me out and leave my body cold
Sell my dope on Sunday, can't do church, have mercy on my soul
Freddy Caine, Carolina park king
And I came fresh on them Forgis, forty thousand in my jeans
Nigga got back to the flip, ain't gon' let no bitch shit on my dreams
I'm adjusted to the mob, stayed on my job, ho what you mean
100K might give me four of those
Have my prices show me those
Hit me in the daylight, if it's late night then my store will close
Seen some niggas overdose
Not only dope, but money and power
Dirty dancing with the fucking devil in my darkest hour
What you know about it?

Hundred thousand dollars worth of cocaine
Niggas'll kill you in these fucking streets
Each and every day I duck the feds, man
Trying to give my baby something to eat
Down to my last, 'bout a quarter thing
Ain't no love in these dope streets
Ain't trying to be the man, just trying to maintain
I swear, this game gon' be the death of me

Hundred thousand dollars worth of cocaine
Make it stain, slanging things, knee-deep in the dope game
Police in my rearview 'cause they think I'm serving white
And they probably right
If they hit them lights, you know I'm swerving right
Now I ain't stopping, them bitches gon' have to catch me
And before I let 'em do that, them bitches gon' have to stretch me
'Cause it's do or die, life or death, what you rep, right or left
For the folks, five or the six, or is it on the four
These niggas kill in the streets over gang signs
I heard some niggas wanna murk me 'cause I got them things flying
But I ain't dying, you ain't fucking with no coward
Dirty dancing with the fucking devil in my darkest hour
What you know about it

Hundred thousand dollars worth of cocaine
Niggas'll kill you in these fucking streets
Each and every day I duck the feds, man
Trying to give my baby something to eat
Down to my last, 'bout a quarter thing
Ain't no love in these dope streets




Ain't trying to be the man, just trying to maintain
I swear, this game gon' be the death of me

Overall Meaning

In "Hundred Thousand," Freddie Gibbs, G-Wiz & Hit Skrewface discuss the harsh realities of the drug game. They lament the amount of danger and stress that comes with this life, with people getting killed in the streets every day, as well as the fact that they constantly have to watch out for law enforcement. Despite the danger, they continue to grind to provide for themselves and their families. While they are not necessarily trying to become drug lords, making a living is hard, and they are determined to survive.


Throughout the song, Freddie Gibbs, G-Wiz & Hit Skrewface express fear but also a sense of determination to carry on regardless. The lyrics reflect the difficult choices that people in their situation have to face, such as risking being caught by the authorities or facing violence from rivals. Their words reveal the emotional toll that the game has taken on them and the reality of being a young black man from the streets trying to survive.


In the end, "Hundred Thousand" is a sobering reminder of the impact that the drug game can have on individuals and communities. As Freddie Gibbs, G-Wiz & Hit Skrewface make clear, it is a life full of danger and pain that can easily end in tragedy.


Line by Line Meaning

Hundred thousand dollars worth of cocaine
Talking about the drug game and how much money is at stake


Niggas'll kill you in these fucking streets
The danger of being involved in the drug game and the risk of death


Each and every day I duck the feds, man
The constant fear of getting caught by the police and going to jail


Trying to give my baby something to eat
The main motivation for being involved in the drug game is to provide for his family


Down to my last, 'bout a quarter thing
He doesn't have much left and is struggling to keep his drug business going


Ain't no love in these dope streets
The drug game is harsh and unforgiving with no loyalty or trust among competitors


Ain't trying to be the man, just trying to maintain
He's not trying to be a kingpin, just trying to stay afloat


I swear, this game gon' be the death of me
The drug game will eventually lead to his downfall and possibly his death




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Freddie Gibbs, Glenn Browder, Leonard Calloway, Marquise Simms

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