(feat. Dirty Red)



Yeah, from Benz's, big houses, mansions, big shit huh

Sitting on dubs, ha ha, we bout to bubble

My nigga Ready Wear

Motherfuckin Gamblaz

Nigga 2001, 2001

Here we come, here we come



[Verse 1]

I was ripping on the track from the start of the beat

Grab the microphone and tell you about a part of the street

Were thugs roam in drug zones just waitin to bubble

If you paper hatin' then you get your face in a puddle

Mumble words to the birds like a bitch

There's so much money to get

But ain't no one around me rich

We work the hood and shit payin' dues makin' hits

Then we ride to the block sellin' tapes and discs

If we don't make dollars it don't make sense

I'm high off the weed smoke so you could say I'm blitzed

Only a bitch I'll fill a fist from where I spit

But it's all real shit so you either like it or ya pissed

If you don't tell

Then nigga this ain't nottin newer

It's just a nineteen nighty five rumor

I'm in your head like a tumor

Yo, I'm high tech like a computer

Screw you like a tutor

You ain't a pistol shooter on the streets

So why you doing all this actin' on the beat

Heard you want my crew dead cuz we was training on your freak

Just a nigga know to buckle when the game was only deep

You's a in-a-house nigga on the street

Once a week



[Chorus]

We bout to bubble

We touch money, we stash jars

Spend a little bit on some trees and fast cars

Like Jaguars

Got the ice to throw on the chain

If you broke then you fucked in the game nigga

We bout to bubble

We bout to bubble big body Benzeses

And haters be like ooh look at those rims of his

Got a love for this rap

But it's easy to touch coke

Any block can supply this dope



[Verse 2]

Open up shop

We drop some chrome pony's on a Stang

I held and took my last breathe progress and hope to change

Rock the hottest chains

But never cross the game

I pack and load a strap for cats that go against the grain

We move weight like trains

And stay on all ten toes

We take losses in the game

But thats just how things go

For nigga pimpin want scratch back from all ten hoes

Not just half

I lead this life so I got the right to brag

Never had to run drag the coolest cat on the block

And never had to say a word cuz I was foolish wit glocks

I didn't panic if I didn't get off at least half of my rocks

I lash at the cops

And never cut in half of my stocks

All the haters pray and hope the floss and flashing will stop

The magnum or not

You outta line we crashin' your spot

When it comes to rap I do it for the six figures

The Source said I tend to bring it worse than six Jigga's

Divide the players with the stock exchange

Yelling for rocks and chains

Diamond rings

Rather sell them for the petty pocket change

Fucked around and missed out

So got the gats and pits out

Put hits out, he ran cuz we probably just turned his bitch out



[Chorus]

We bout to bubble

We touch money, we stash jars

Spend a little bit on some trees and fast cars

Like Jaguars

Got the ice to throw on the chain

If you broke then you fucked in the game nigga

We bout to bubble

We bout to bubble big body Benzes

And haters be like ooh look at those rims of his

Got a love for this rap

But it's easy to touch coke

Any block can supply this dope



[Verse 3]

We bout to bubble now y'all

When the trouble for tryin to test the Gamblaz

So protect your chest wit the vocal vest

Were nottin' to be fuckin' around wit

We all rally and quick to attack for bit thousands

I want the money now

Fuck a check, show me the bills

That's on the real

Man I'm from the field where they shoot to kill at

You talk noise bitch and you need to kill it

I'm from the home where the killas hold steal at

You need to feel that

I'm on a quest for lavish livin' in greenbucks

In our state show me where the g's that us know love

Hustlin' drugs we got the legal dope

It's a struggle but still we about to bubble



[Chorus]

We bout to bubble

We touch money, we stash jars

Spend a little bit on some trees and fast cars

Like Jaguars

Got the ice to throw on the chain

If you broke then you fucked in the game nigga

We bout to bubble

We bout to bubble big body Benzes

And haters be like ooh look at those rims of his

Got a love for this rap

But it's easy to touch coke

Any block can supply this dope