Uh, uh yeah uh

Just another one, just another one

Uh uh, check it



[Verse 1]

Never touch mine, breakin' ya hustle

Watchin' ya crumble over punk shit

Runnin' ya mouth, now you in trouble

Got ya whole click sittin' there hot

We at the spot

Feed the money counters into the block

And at the top is an old lady

Matchin' Mercedes, servin' her husband

Cause the homie's crazy

Bought up and drunken

Straight thuggin' and trees burn

Weed clouds get distributed

Eyes turn red palms sweat

When niggas hit the shit

The AC on, CD knockin' and it's the Gamblaz

Ghetto platinum, stuck in some shit

You know we handle em'

They still talkin' still hustlin' still musclin'

And takin' over, catchin' your queen

With no smugglin'

She told it all

Checkmate like Mac Mall

We all ball, we dogs

With no plaques on the wall

We independent on some other shit

Movin' them boxes

Cause it's cash on delivery

The safe in the closet

We still lovin' it



[Verse 2]

I wanna get riches, flip sixes, and own a condo

Blowin' Bom though cause the niggas is some smokers

In the Gamblaz shack with craps, and scraps for poker

We stock brokers, we trained just like Wall Street

I look at all my competition this war meets

The Gamblaz, we ghetto platinum and y'all weak

Though I sit back blow off Rap City all week

Seein' garbage ass rappers that think it's all sweet

It's deep, better watch the Gamblaz we on creep

The first to leap, get sweeped beneath the feet

Man I treat the world to million dollar rhymes and lines

About thugs movin' dimes and carryin' loaded nines

Fatal times and crimes keep fuckin' up my mind

I'm blind and still livin' life on the line

Read the line status, hits to hits in my defense

I don't wanna get penned to the fence and get rich

Everyboy say I'm takin' a risk to get rich

Tryin' to flip off a million dollar dissin' and shit

Splittin' sections to fractions, perhaps it's for actions

They got me bringin' pain like the tractions, what happened



[Verse 3]

Yo, yo, yo

More money to get, O's to flip, hoes to break

Clockin' loot from state to state movin' major weight

Like cargo, breakin' em' off something hardcore

We all roll, to have big money is what we ball for

In and out of lanes countin' my cash

With a blunt on my lips and ounce of my stash

We bounce fast up the block, tuck the glock then skat

Rockin' raps won't stop till my pockets fat

I'm out to profit in this game till my time is over

I spend my spare time hustlin' and grindin' doja

Fuck exposure just show me the cash up front

We mash punks and shoot lyrics like we blastin' pumps, what



[Verse 4]

Smoke, smoke, smoke till I can't smoke, smoke, smoke

I fucks a ho till she can't fuck no more

In it been gettin' it like lobster and shrimp

I don't know why I'm a hell of a pimp

I strive with a limp, flip the gift and get swifted

On my mama, I'm a fool I get with this

I don't admit, fuck all y'all ya crew's small

All the funky funky girls just ball

Flip my dick in her jaw, fuck the law

Diggy Daz the shit straight breakin' the law

Tell me, tell me, tell me who's number one

That nigga Daz, all these suckers get done



[Verse 5]

I been thugged out since day on, also pays to come

Dues been done paid, blocks been done sprayed

Ya whole click can't fade one nigga in my crew

Paper bound is what I represent cause money I pursue

I ain't takin' losses dog while niggas crossin' game

Live for money fuck fame and all my life I endure pain

I ain't no lame so don't try to play me for no jokes

Weed smoke and Hennessey got me easy to provoke

Turn to music top my folks, Vicky, Tera, Macy

I got it sowed from BK street to the A-V-E

And y'all hatin' me cause my riches steadily stackin'

I see ya whole crew standin' sold bushes out there with em'

Here we go like a phantom but I'm backboard tweezed

Me and the Fig and the Gamblaz flip to L-I-V-E

G-O-P bitch