100 Black Coffins Lyrics - Rick Ross

Oooh, now you Explainare one lucky nigger 

You gotta listen to your boss white boy 

Oh, I'm gonna walk in the moonlight with you 

You wanna hold my hand? 

I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men 

A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in 

I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell 

From a hundred black Bibles, while we send them all to hell 

I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!) 

I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!) 

Black coffins! (I need a hundred...) 

I seen a hundred niggas die 

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I put that on my life, Lord, I wouldn't tell a lie 

Unless it had to do with mine in the middle of the night 

Killers coming for you life, all you wanna do is shine? 

I broke off the chains only the realest remain 

I see your praying to Jesus, but will that help ease the pain? 

Seen a brother get slain for a jar full of change 

Yet I post on the block, look like I'm Big Daddy Kane 

Is you a cat or a mouse? Keep them rats out the house 

A lotta scars on my back, get tattoes all around 

Hundred dead bitches, hundred black coffins 

Money on his head, bitch, I'm trying to make a fortune 

I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men 

A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in 

I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell 

From a hundred black Bibles, while we send them all to hell 

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I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!) 

I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!) 

Black coffins! (I need a hundred...) 

I seen a hundred women burn 

As they stood firm, treat a nigga like a germ 

What did she do to deserve? Put me on the farm 

Pigs' feet in a jar; serve it to me warm 

Any questions, they hang 'em, better pray for Dj-Django 

Got me working in fields, too many years it gets fatal 

All I want is my woman, such a wonderful mother, (mama!) 

On the days that it rains, her smile bright like a summer 

Our revenge is the sweetest, bitch cause I'm coming 

Gonna die in my arms, for what you did to my mother (my mama!) 

Hundred dead bitches, (Lord) hundred black coffins (why?) 

12 gauge, shotgun, chest full of carbon (boom-boom) 

I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men 

A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in 

I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell 

From a hundred black Bibles, while we send them all to hell 

I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!) 

I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!) 

Black coffins! (I need a hundred...)