They made grands off grams before me
Before the baller blockin'
in the petty -ass
warren
From morning to night to get it right
The
Mo
Cooks, niggas served
fiends on sight
Remember to drop six -line
Cougars
To drop yellow
Cutlass on thangs in 1970
Toured the
Dice
Gangs for thousands in
Death
Valley
Projects
T to leave on
Pop -Tart dough steaks
He fresh off a tour with
Hammer
Back in the projects,
holdin' a crack sack and a hammer
Arm and hammer baking soda with
Yola, 32 gram in it, 50 rock,
20 shot in it
Wearing turf coats and donkey robes,
all in
Hunter's
Point
Fuckin' with hoes, playing it close,
in the hard top, highway patrol point
Drinking
Grand
Marnier, smoking lace joints,
selling two or three ounces a day
They told me it used to be this way,
with that yeah
Fuckin' beauty and the
highlight of my life
Back when we was living right,
enjoying that city life
We was gettin' money every day,
gettin' money every night
Back then we was livin' right,
enjoyin' that city life
We was gettin' money every day,
gettin' money every night
They must've dropped some key
s somewhere at the base dock
Cause
Fimo niggas made knots,
HP niggas made knots
Sunnydale made lots,
every turf 200 strong
Out at the day top, ride up third
Niggas muggin' hard in ten cars,
take my word
But they bustin' so many sales,
they let us pass
New nigga on the block, with rocks,
come up hella fast
First you get in the quarter,
play in the corner
Couple of all -nighters,
hoes callin' you a high roller
You got the
Louis
Vuitton suits
K5 with the candy paint from
Nikos, up to a kilo
Triple beamer,
triple fade on your beamer
Two 12s with the
Zapco, who's cleaner?
We hit the lake,
mob across the bridge, so great
Hoes off 9 -0 just can't wait,
but them niggas in front be trippin'
Come to find out,
them hoes is movin' some chickens
Guns in the kitchen too,
wait for niggas to come slippin' through
To put a clip in you, us city fools
Back then we was livin' right,
enjoyin' that city life
We was gettin' money every day,
gettin' money every night
We was living right, enjoying that city life
We was getting money every day,
getting money
every night
The turks were together,
at least in the hood
Down the way, up the way,
the shit was all good
Uncle
Macho gave picnics, we used to kick it
One -on -ones with the
homies and catfights
with the bitches
We went to
Washingtown, we went to
Fillmore
schools
We roamed the halls
with big balls and tools
Aces, niggas had
McAteer, go for who came in gear
25, 22s, 38s all here
Them niggas surround the nigga,
beat down the nigga
Trade shots up to 4 -pound with ya
C -Street and
D -Street, you players and pimps
Said them young black gangsters
forever reppin' shit
Still outta control, on page,
movin' them zones
In
Death
Valley, my family keepin'
the game goin' strong
The 800s stay gunnin',
Westside,
Fillmore's pride
Time is painin',
K .O., they all gon' ride
We had the whole lot of money
Back then we was living right,
enjoying that city life
City life
We was getting money everyday,
getting money every night
We had the whole lot of money
Back then we was living right,
enjoying that city life
City life
We was getting money everyday,
getting money every night
Back then we was living right,
enjoying that city life
We was getting money every day.
San Quinn 
