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4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's |
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Headcrack, time to get the bread black! |
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4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's |
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Headcrack, time to get the bread! |
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I rolled on every cee-lo corner that I know inside the city |
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Kiddies, I got a fat mitt in my pocket lookin pretty |
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So who wanna get paid on the block? A thousand's in the pock' |
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Now go and grab your knots from the stash spot |
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I shake them up and shake them up roll and I break em up |
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Two ? and a pound-cake ("Yeah nigga, wake em up!") |
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Keepin my fingers wrapped around the joint in case niggaz |
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start brawlin, because I see em FALLIN to the strong point |
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One by one they losin down the line |
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A fifty buck roll, a duck blows, old nigga pay me mine! ("Damn nigga!") |
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I grab the dice, place your price, all you men are mice |
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Riffin as I'm sippin on a Heineken and gettin nice |
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I shake em up they papes are gettin dead, nigga sittin on a Beretta |
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said he wanna bet that I don't throw a better |
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Now the game is surrounded by some money hungry bitches |
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I put the kisses on my fists and rolled the triple sixes |
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And once again it be the point, that I shoot |
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that be puttin crazy loot, in the pocket of my army suit |
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Now who wanna come throw another round |
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I rolled a fo', a six, hold up, NOW I seen a f**kin pound |
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Yeah you nigga know what the name of the game is |
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I'm in yo' anus, cee-lo you know that shit that made a nigga famous |
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Because I'm on the ding-dong, I can't go wrong |
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Rollin for two hours long and STILL rollin strong |
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4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's |
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Headcrack, time to get the bread black! |
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4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's |
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"Bettin Grants with the cee-lo champs" -> Nas |
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I make em sweat from beginners to the vets, I'm a threat |
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Some niggaz double up on they fifty bets |
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I gotta be nice to the dice, so I'm talkin to em |
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I step back, gave a snap on the sidewalk and threw em |
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Nigga went and put his foot in the way see, and tried to ace me |
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now I've got niggaz rollin to that bitch Tracy |
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Yeah, but Tracy ain't so gentle, niggaz thought she was simple |
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and loses with two deuces and a f**kin pimple ("A loser!") |
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I crack another brew, sit back and watch what niggaz do |
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Who threw that 2-U? I'm rollin the whole f**kin crew |
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One by one niggaz come payin, that fell to the trey and |
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furlough inside the bait, that's what a nigga sayin |
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Your luck is tough, I'm makin enough to buy a kilo |
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Uh-oh, look out below, I think I rolled another cee-lo |
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Pick up my crap, niggaz don't get back a DIME of that |
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And keep my hand right by my waist where my nine is at |
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One more test, and niggaz quittin, that's zero |
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Broke, cryin broke, I'm doin backstrokes in cee-notes |
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Crazy pockets are empty, what a god damn shame |
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Niggaz you know the name of the game - word the f**k up! |
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4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's |
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Headcrack, time to get the bread black! |
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4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's |
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"Bettin Grants with the cee-lo champs" -> Nas |
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4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's |
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Headcrack, time to get the bread black! |
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4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's |
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"Bettin Grants with the cee-lo champs" -> Nas |
