I know by the year 2000 I'm gonna come down in 504 ain't gonna be no more place to show
everybody got the vapors now I'm able to get my cash out my face on cable bulletproof
vests and a m60 ain't gonna be no more place to show everybody got the vapors now I'm able
making my way through the crowd number the plows and screens this time last year we number
grinding with cheese catching case after case constructing coke through the hood with my mind
on my cash while I grasp on wood misunderstood by my ways and some of the things I say gold
grill diamonds feel motto I work no play military mind to be confined for negligence in the streets
playing hoes doing things you cats doing y 'all dreams balling to the max baby that's the fact
d -rig with the black superman and sadie got it from crack hoes attack when the light make the
keys gonna shine now for all the timers looking at the league system nigga I'm in the five double
o's matching off on 20 attitude about money and I'm needing a plenty like barns and stocks is
mine straight from the distributor waltz mix click I can't keep with us mouthpiece that is
rhyming apparatus need a million dollars that can be faces I gotta have it with the d got it
and the double d both on my side wrecking shop in this motherfucking place tonight I hit the closure
now let me expose you to this pimpified mafia type game nigga so learn my name nigga
mafia yo in the year two triple o it's gonna come down in five oh I know by the year two triple o
i'ma come down in five oh ain't gonna be no more places so everybody got the vapors now I'm able
to get my gas out my face on cable bulletproof vets and a m6 so ain't gonna be no more places
so everybody got the vapors now I'm able so sick and tired of flagrant ass niggas so I ride with
my kinfolk we inhale we smoke my pen broke just a few lines of real make it show you feel how we
coming you thought it was about your woman but now I'm about the stacks I'm rolling through my
cuz nowadays y 'all niggas be provoking gunplay with 8ks and gauges mad cause they hobey paging
me this player made nigga they call me six figures slap a gold nigga quick hey why your eyes taking
pictures of my shit I'm rich and I ain't paying no bitch no mind no money cuz ain't shit for me up
in these streets they watching me close I'm packing heat calls I know by the year two triple o
I'ma come down in five oh ain't gonna be no more places so everybody got the vapors now I'm able
to get my gas out my face on cable bulletproof vets and a m6 so ain't gonna be no more places so
everybody got the vapors now I'm able from nine to well past you to die rick shot putting it down
no lie ghetto dreams then turn ghetto realities we having things ain't no caps on our salaries
making hits you know the type of shit we spit that southern shit sticking to your ribs like grits
so watch your bitch cause a player getting with the rich hitting quick nigs in and out the game
and we're legit and breaking hearts like little joey in the dough and breaking bread keeping that
cash at a constant flow it's all good but we bringing it back to the hood it's gravy baby
making paper like we know we should I know by the year two triple o I'ma come down in five oh
ain't gonna be no more places so everybody got the vapors now I'm able to get my gas out my face on
cable bulletproof vets and a m6 so ain't gonna be no more places so everybody got the vapors now I'm able
