Kool G Rap 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____z
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____es
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___in 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____z 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____z rollin to that b____ Tracy
Yeah, but Tracy ain't so gentle, n____z thought she was simple
and loses with two deuces and a f___in pimple ("A loser!")
I crack another brew, sit back and watch what n____z do
Who threw that 2-U? I'm rollin the whole f___in crew
One by one n____z 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____z 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____z quittin, that's zero
Broke, cryin broke, I'm doin backstrokes in cee-notes
Crazy pockets are empty, what a god d___ shame
n____z 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