| Song | High Rollers |
| Artist | Ice T |
| Album | Greatest Hits: The Evidence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Speed of life,fast,it's like walkin' barefoot over broken glass | |
| It's like,jumpin' rope on a razor blade | |
| All lightning quick decisions are made | |
| Lifestyle plush,females rush | |
| This high profile personality,who earns his pay illegally | |
| Professional liar,schoolboys admire | |
| Young girls desire,very few live to retire | |
| Cash flow extreme,dress code supreme,vocabulary obscene | |
| Definition-street player,you know what i mean | |
| The high rollers (x2) | |
| People of the city,stop foolin' yourself | |
| Crime rules the streets,who the hell else | |
| All the police have gone out to play | |
| Because for enough cold cash they'll look the other way | |
| Just look at the cars as they go by | |
| Benz,ferraris,trucks up high | |
| Beepers connecting players to big-time deals | |
| With all of this technology who needs to steal | |
| Just live a life of leisure every night and day | |
| And you're livin' proof that crime does pay | |
| Your life is dangerous and reckless | |
| You eat fly guys and girls for breakfast | |
| You're a titan of the nuclear age | |
| Your muscles flex with a uzi or 12 gauge | |
| And you love the game,that's why you boast | |
| Because you're high priced,high speed.high post | |
| You're a high roller | |
| High rollers | |
| When i say high rollers,i mean the best | |
| Forget the half-steppers,eject the rest | |
| Because these high ranked officials of our city streets | |
| Make millions all triggered by electric beeps | |
| They dress in diamonds and rope chains | |
| They got the blood of scarface runnin' through their veins | |
| Silk shirts,leather suits,hair always fresh | |
| Eelskin boots,large hearts,though their sizes vary | |
| Bankrolls that take 2 pockets to carry | |
| Cruisin' in their 500 benz sedan | |
| With their systems peaked out rockin' pusher mam | |
| Yes,their fashion's high and hard to beat | |
| They buy their gucci from gucci's not the swapmeet | |
| Eat very weel,much clientele | |
| And whatever you need,they probably sell | |
| The high rollers (x2) | |
| Oh yes,i'm here to tell you females also roll | |
| Drive the same cars,somethimes wear more gold | |
| Cold as an igloo,or hot as a flame | |
| They'll shake ya,break ya and you won't know their name | |
| Gangsters to the max,all marks will be taxed | |
| These girls drive ferraris not cadillacs | |
| Respect is demanded,most men don't understand it | |
| Till they peep the huge bank that these girls have landed | |
| They're junkies for fun,love life on the run | |
| And if things get hot,they will pull a gun | |
| Prey on the lame,no shame to the game | |
| And they all seek power,fuck the fame | |
| The high rollers (x2) | |
| Now radio stations probably won't play | |
| This record because of the things i say | |
| They'll say i'm glamorizing the hustlin' hood | |
| And a record like this can do no good | |
| But i'm not here to tell ya right or wrong | |
| I don't know which side of the law you belong | |
| Yes,the game has flash,but sometimes hurts | |
| Behind any mistake,hard times lurks | |
| And jail's not your only problem,though it may seem | |
| You just may die by a barrage from an m-16 | |
| But to each his own,choose the mobile phone | |
| The tailored suit,the luxury home | |
| You'll never get caught,'cause you got nerves of ice | |
| And you're much smarter than those crooks on miami vice | |
| Right | |
| You wanta be a high roller | |
| High roller |
| Speed of life, fast, it' s like walkin' barefoot over broken glass | |
| It' s like, jumpin' rope on a razor blade | |
| All lightning quick decisions are made | |
| Lifestyle plush, females rush | |
| This high profile personality, who earns his pay illegally | |
| Professional liar, schoolboys admire | |
| Young girls desire, very few live to retire | |
| Cash flow extreme, dress code supreme, vocabulary obscene | |
| Definitionstreet player, you know what i mean | |
| The high rollers x2 | |
| People of the city, stop foolin' yourself | |
| Crime rules the streets, who the hell else | |
| All the police have gone out to play | |
| Because for enough cold cash they' ll look the other way | |
| Just look at the cars as they go by | |
| Benz, ferraris, trucks up high | |
| Beepers connecting players to bigtime deals | |
| With all of this technology who needs to steal | |
| Just live a life of leisure every night and day | |
| And you' re livin' proof that crime does pay | |
| Your life is dangerous and reckless | |
| You eat fly guys and girls for breakfast | |
| You' re a titan of the nuclear age | |
| Your muscles flex with a uzi or 12 gauge | |
| And you love the game, that' s why you boast | |
| Because you' re high priced, high speed. high post | |
| You' re a high roller | |
| High rollers | |
| When i say high rollers, i mean the best | |
| Forget the halfsteppers, eject the rest | |
| Because these high ranked officials of our city streets | |
| Make millions all triggered by electric beeps | |
| They dress in diamonds and rope chains | |
| They got the blood of scarface runnin' through their veins | |
| Silk shirts, leather suits, hair always fresh | |
| Eelskin boots, large hearts, though their sizes vary | |
| Bankrolls that take 2 pockets to carry | |
| Cruisin' in their 500 benz sedan | |
| With their systems peaked out rockin' pusher mam | |
| Yes, their fashion' s high and hard to beat | |
| They buy their gucci from gucci' s not the swapmeet | |
| Eat very weel, much clientele | |
| And whatever you need, they probably sell | |
| The high rollers x2 | |
| Oh yes, i' m here to tell you females also roll | |
| Drive the same cars, somethimes wear more gold | |
| Cold as an igloo, or hot as a flame | |
| They' ll shake ya, break ya and you won' t know their name | |
| Gangsters to the max, all marks will be taxed | |
| These girls drive ferraris not cadillacs | |
| Respect is demanded, most men don' t understand it | |
| Till they peep the huge bank that these girls have landed | |
| They' re junkies for fun, love life on the run | |
| And if things get hot, they will pull a gun | |
| Prey on the lame, no shame to the game | |
| And they all seek power, fuck the fame | |
| The high rollers x2 | |
| Now radio stations probably won' t play | |
| This record because of the things i say | |
| They' ll say i' m glamorizing the hustlin' hood | |
| And a record like this can do no good | |
| But i' m not here to tell ya right or wrong | |
| I don' t know which side of the law you belong | |
| Yes, the game has flash, but sometimes hurts | |
| Behind any mistake, hard times lurks | |
| And jail' s not your only problem, though it may seem | |
| You just may die by a barrage from an m16 | |
| But to each his own, choose the mobile phone | |
| The tailored suit, the luxury home | |
| You' ll never get caught,' cause you got nerves of ice | |
| And you' re much smarter than those crooks on miami vice | |
| Right | |
| You wanta be a high roller | |
| High roller |
| Speed of life, fast, it' s like walkin' barefoot over broken glass | |
| It' s like, jumpin' rope on a razor blade | |
| All lightning quick decisions are made | |
| Lifestyle plush, females rush | |
| This high profile personality, who earns his pay illegally | |
| Professional liar, schoolboys admire | |
| Young girls desire, very few live to retire | |
| Cash flow extreme, dress code supreme, vocabulary obscene | |
| Definitionstreet player, you know what i mean | |
| The high rollers x2 | |
| People of the city, stop foolin' yourself | |
| Crime rules the streets, who the hell else | |
| All the police have gone out to play | |
| Because for enough cold cash they' ll look the other way | |
| Just look at the cars as they go by | |
| Benz, ferraris, trucks up high | |
| Beepers connecting players to bigtime deals | |
| With all of this technology who needs to steal | |
| Just live a life of leisure every night and day | |
| And you' re livin' proof that crime does pay | |
| Your life is dangerous and reckless | |
| You eat fly guys and girls for breakfast | |
| You' re a titan of the nuclear age | |
| Your muscles flex with a uzi or 12 gauge | |
| And you love the game, that' s why you boast | |
| Because you' re high priced, high speed. high post | |
| You' re a high roller | |
| High rollers | |
| When i say high rollers, i mean the best | |
| Forget the halfsteppers, eject the rest | |
| Because these high ranked officials of our city streets | |
| Make millions all triggered by electric beeps | |
| They dress in diamonds and rope chains | |
| They got the blood of scarface runnin' through their veins | |
| Silk shirts, leather suits, hair always fresh | |
| Eelskin boots, large hearts, though their sizes vary | |
| Bankrolls that take 2 pockets to carry | |
| Cruisin' in their 500 benz sedan | |
| With their systems peaked out rockin' pusher mam | |
| Yes, their fashion' s high and hard to beat | |
| They buy their gucci from gucci' s not the swapmeet | |
| Eat very weel, much clientele | |
| And whatever you need, they probably sell | |
| The high rollers x2 | |
| Oh yes, i' m here to tell you females also roll | |
| Drive the same cars, somethimes wear more gold | |
| Cold as an igloo, or hot as a flame | |
| They' ll shake ya, break ya and you won' t know their name | |
| Gangsters to the max, all marks will be taxed | |
| These girls drive ferraris not cadillacs | |
| Respect is demanded, most men don' t understand it | |
| Till they peep the huge bank that these girls have landed | |
| They' re junkies for fun, love life on the run | |
| And if things get hot, they will pull a gun | |
| Prey on the lame, no shame to the game | |
| And they all seek power, fuck the fame | |
| The high rollers x2 | |
| Now radio stations probably won' t play | |
| This record because of the things i say | |
| They' ll say i' m glamorizing the hustlin' hood | |
| And a record like this can do no good | |
| But i' m not here to tell ya right or wrong | |
| I don' t know which side of the law you belong | |
| Yes, the game has flash, but sometimes hurts | |
| Behind any mistake, hard times lurks | |
| And jail' s not your only problem, though it may seem | |
| You just may die by a barrage from an m16 | |
| But to each his own, choose the mobile phone | |
| The tailored suit, the luxury home | |
| You' ll never get caught,' cause you got nerves of ice | |
| And you' re much smarter than those crooks on miami vice | |
| Right | |
| You wanta be a high roller | |
| High roller |