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