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4, 5, 6 Lyrics

4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
Headcrack, time to get the bread black!
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
Headcrack, time to get the bread!
I rolled on every cee-lo corner that I know inside the city
Kiddies, I got a fat mitt in my pocket lookin pretty
So who wanna get paid on the block? A thousand's in the pock'
Now go and grab your knots from the stash spot
I shake them up and shake them up roll and I break em up
Two ? and a pound-cake ("Yeah n****, wake em up!")
Keepin my fingers wrapped around the joint in case n*****
start brawlin, because I see em FALLIN to the strong point
One by one they losin down the line
A fifty buck roll, a duck blows, old n**** pay me mine! ("d*** n****!")
I grab the dice, place your price, all you men are mice
Riffin as I'm sippin on a Heineken and gettin nice
I shake em up they papes are gettin dead, n**** sittin on a Beretta
said he wanna bet that I don't throw a better
Now the game is surrounded by some money hungry b******
I put the kisses on my fists and rolled the triple sixes
And once again it be the point, that I shoot
that be puttin crazy loot, in the pocket of my army suit
Now who wanna come throw another round
I rolled a fo', a six, hold up, NOW I seen a f***** pound
Yeah you n**** know what the name of the game is
I'm in yo' a***, cee-lo you know that s*** that made a n**** famous
Because I'm on the ding-dong, I can't go wrong
Rollin for two hours long and STILL rollin strong
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
Headcrack, time to get the bread black!
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
"Bettin Grants with the cee-lo champs" -> Nas

I make em sweat from beginners to the vets, I'm a threat
Some n***** double up on they fifty bets
I gotta be nice to the dice, so I'm talkin to em
I step back, gave a snap on the sidewalk and threw em
n**** went and put his foot in the way see, and tried to ace me
now I've got n***** rollin to that b**** Tracy
Yeah, but Tracy ain't so gentle, n***** thought she was simple
and loses with two deuces and a f***** pimple ("A loser!")
I crack another brew, sit back and watch what n***** do
Who threw that 2-U? I'm rollin the whole f***** crew
One by one n***** come payin, that fell to the trey and
furlough inside the bait, that's what a n**** sayin
Your luck is tough, I'm makin enough to buy a kilo
Uh-oh, look out below, I think I rolled another cee-lo
Pick up my c***, n***** don't get back a DIME of that
And keep my hand right by my waist where my nine is at
One more test, and n***** quittin, that's zero
Broke, cryin broke, I'm doin backstrokes in cee-notes
Crazy pockets are empty, what a god d*** shame
n***** you know the name of the game - word the f*** up!
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
Headcrack, time to get the bread black!
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
"Bettin Grants with the cee-lo champs" -> Nas

4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
Headcrack, time to get the bread black!
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
"Bettin Grants with the cee-lo champs" -> Nas
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