Yeah, yo, it's
Young
Magmar, also known as
Young
Baby
Capone
And I'm shootin' this
shit out to the
Vallejo
Police
Department,
you know what I'm sayin'?
It's 95 now, and we been pullin' them licks ever since 92,
motherfucker
An d we still gettin' away,
you know?
Cresado
I'm on a mission,
smooth comin' up on some shit
Rollers is trippin', so my folks, I be
Capone and
Kool -Aid
Got me gettin' black sweat
suits and masks
Stole the
Chevy, now we ready
We movin' too fast, but fuck it,
Cutty
I'm in the game, down to kill
You see us niggas pushin' crumbs
While the hunkies make meals
Tried to break in them homes
I'm starin' at the savings
and loans
At second thoughts, too,
I felt my stomach growin' soon
Six o 'clock is when they shut down
It's 5 .30 and we creepin'
in the cuts now
We gotta catch them with
they legs wide open
I'm hopin' we jack em' and
we hit the block chokin'
So when we hop off this cop
Don't be actin' like no bitch neither
I'm holdin' chopper,
smokin' cannabis,
Sativa
Believe a young soldier did that
Rid in' 40, 200
G's in my backpack
You headed back to the track?
Nah, nigga, to the house
To find a place to get away,
you know just me and my count
I put that on my momma and my block
I ain't gettin' caught,
I'm headin' straight to the vault
I put that on my momma and my block
I ain't gettin' caught,
I'm headin' straight to the vault
I put that on my momma and my block
I ain't gettin' caught,
I'm headin' straight to the vault
I put that on my momma and my block
I ain't gettin' caught,
I'm headin' straight to the vault
Now people playin' as
I'm hittin' the weed
Nigga, pick up some speed
As I'm searchin' through the
Fetty for the
PUG
Couldn't find a single one,
but it ain't safe
Cause if I pick the wrong faces,
it could blow up in my face
And all this
Jesse
James shit was a waste
So I looked a lot closer,
couldn't find a trace
So we pulled a switcheroo,
hopped in the new
Roller got me woozy, slammin'
Young
Thughty
Feelin' hella saucy,
how should I say successful? I was strictly sass -hole, on my way to
Mexico
Spent the money at a telly
at a boulder
Countin' six figures when
I didn't have a quota
But all that's be hind me now
Fuck the judge and the trial,
I'm doin' links runnin' wild
So no matter what the
FBI or
Detective
McGraw
Might say, we doin' links,
trick gettin' away
I put that on my momma and my block I ain't gettin' caught,
I'm headin' straight to the vault
I put it on my momma and my block I ain't gettin' caught,
I'm headin' straight to the vault
I put that on my momma and my block I ain't gettin' caught,
I'm headin' straight to the vault
I put that on my momma and my block I ain't gettin' caught,
I'm headin' straight to the vault
Straight
These are the adolescents pullin'
fast ones
In the recession, it's all about progression
To escape ghetto depression,
whereas they see us stressin' and they laughin' at us
Now, young niggas is truly major factors
Only 16 when I copped a fully auto
Now I conversate with killers
or it's room to
Chicago
And get the money is the motto
I'm already fuckin' game,
haven't no time to fight no
Hit that ass with a combo like 3 -5 -7
My style nigga, no use in tellin'
Can never be a felon,
but I'm down for some federal phone
Crest side up,
breakin' all them buses and chunks
Warin' with the 5 -0 and the
DEA
Got the
ATL, searchin' for
AKs
Cause I done shot up some bank
s and got lost in the bay
Fuck
McGraw, nickel, nigga, trip,
we gettin' away
Put that on my momma and my block,
I'm gettin' bright
I'm headin' straight to the block,
we gettin' away
I that on my momma and my block I ain't gettin' caught,
I'm headin' straight to the vault
I put that on my momma and my block I ain't gettin' caught,
I'm headin' straight to the vault
I put on my momma and my block I ain't gettin' caught,
I'm headin' straight to the vault
Straight to the vault, straight to the vault, straight to the vault,
straight to the vault, straight to the vault, man
You