4, 5, 6

4, 5, 6 is in the mix, I'm hittin' them with trips

Headcrack, time to get the bread, black!

4, 5, 6 is in the mix, I'm hittin' them with trips

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 pot

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 tracies and a pound-cake

("Yeah ****, wake 'em up!")

Keepin' my fingers wrapped around the joint

In case **** start brawlin'

Because I see 'em falling to the strong point

One by one they losin' down the line

A fifty buck roll or duck pose

Oh ****, pay me mine! ("Damn ****!")

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 them up, they papes is gettin' deader

**** sittin' on a Beretta

Said he wanna bet that I don't throw a better

Now the game is surrounded by some money hungry bitches

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 fo' another round?

I rolled a fo', a six, hold up

Now I seen a fuckin' pound

Yeah, you **** know what the name of the game is

I'm in yo' anus

Cee-lo, you know, that shit that made a **** famous

Hookers up 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 trips

Headcrack, time to get the bread, black!

4, 5, 6 is in the mix, I'm hittin' them with trips

"Bettin' Grants with the cee-lo champs"

I make 'em sweat from beginners to the vets, I'm a threat

Some **** double up on they fifty bets

I gotta be nice to the dice, so I'm talkin' to 'em

I step back, gave a tap on the sidewalk and threw 'em

**** went and put his foot in the way, see

And tried to ace me

Now I got **** rollin' to that bitch Tracy

Yeah, but Tracy ain't too gentle

**** thought she was simple

And loses with two deuces and a fuckin' pimple ("A loser!")

I crack another brew, sit back and watch what **** do

Who threw that two? You? I'm rollin' the whole fuckin' crew

One by one **** come payin' that fell to the trey and

Furlough inside the bait, that's what a **** 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 crap, **** don't get back a dime of that

And keep my hand right by my waist where my nine is at

One more chance and **** quit, that's on zero

Broke, cryin' broke, I'm doin' backstrokes in c-notes

Crazy pockets are empty, what a goddamn shame

****, you know the name of the game

Word the fuck up!

4, 5, 6 is in the mix, I'm hittin' them with trips

Headcrack, time to get the bread, black!

4, 5, 6 is in the mix, I'm hittin' them with trips

"Bettin' Grants with the cee-lo champs"

4, 5, 6 is in the mix, I'm hittin' them with trips

Headcrack, time to get the bread, black!

4, 5, 6 is in the mix, I'm hittin' them with trips

"Bettin' Grants with the cee-lo champs"