Akon – Salute ft Fabolous & Tee Money

Akon, a well-known Senegalese-American singer-songwriter, teams up with Fabolous and Tee Money to create this song tagged “Salute 100 Ya’ll”.

This intriguing record which appeared on his top charting album project called “Konkrete Jungle” was officially released on 29 June 2012.

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LYRICS

One hundred if you real, dawg

This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city

My real niggas all across the world, fuck with me, yeah

Salute, salute, one hundred y’all

Salute, salute, one hundred y’all

My young niggas, to the OGs

Never said a word to the police

One hundred if you real, dawg

I said one hundred if you real, dawg

I’m one hunnid, go ahead, let’s speak on it

Church nigga, I preach on it

Authentic like Meech on it

Same nigga I start with, out the gutter, ate garbage

Same niggas I bought cars with, shrimp, steak, and ate marvelous

And while you playin’ ball, tryna D up

I’m with Tiger Woods playin’ golf, tryna tee up

Find me at the crib with my feet up

While niggas on the block, off the corner, screamin’ “We up!”

This for the hood, and everybody ain’t make it

There’s paper out there, if you don’t want it, I take it

Yeah, if you don’t want it, I take it

There’s paper in the hood, if you don’t want it, I take it

This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city

My real niggas all across the world, fuck with me, yeah

Salute, salute, one hundred y’all

Salute, salute, one hundred y’all

My young niggas, to the OGs

Never said a word to the police

One hundred if you real, dawg

I said one hundred if you real, dawg

I been there and I done that, and I still pop my gun

My Louis blue and my rag blue and I’m always one hundred

My top down and my Loc’s on, any block that I post on

Go and get my West Coast on, Louis belt with my toast on

Just came to put my folks on, guess what?

Clubbed ’em

Every time I hit the city, they screamin’ out:

“We love him!”

I’m a real nigga that love real niggas

Not a hate bone in my body

In every state that I touchdown

Real niggas, they got me

It’s all in my talk, it’s all in my walk

It’s in me, not on me

It’s somethin’ that can’t be taught

I’m a real nigga that do real shit

Killed niggas I done killed with

You talk about, then be about it

Half of y’all ain’t built for this

This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city

My real niggas all across the world, fuck with me, yeah

Salute, salute, one hundred y’all

Salute, salute, one hundred y’all

My young niggas, to the OGs

Never said a word to the police

One hundred if you real, dawg

I said one hundred if you real, dawg

Start salutin’, the director’s here, start the movie

I yell “action”, these young niggas’ll start to shootin’

I had a dream that I’d be rich, call that Martin Lutin’

‘Cause bein’ broke was immature, word to Marques Houston

For the top dog that once was the underdog

See him shinin’ well he came from bein’ under fog

One hunnid, dawg

They can’t stomach, dawg

A hundred bottles last night, now here come the blogs

One nation under God, now here come the feds

Where them choppers lay ’em down, they should come with beds

If you ain’t with a real nigga, then who are you with?

Keep ridin’ with a fake nigga, see how far you get

This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city

My real niggas all across the world, fuck with me, yeah

Salute, salute, one hundred y’all

Salute, salute, one hundred y’all

My young niggas, to the OGs

Never said a word to the police

One hundred if you real, dawg

I said one hundred if you real, dawg