Kool The Gang Fresh lyrics

456 is in the mix I`m hittin them with trip`s
Headcracktime to get the bread black!
456 is in the mix I`m hittin them with trip`s
Headcracktime to get the bread!

I rolled on every cee lo corner that I know inside the city
KiddiesI 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 nigga, wake em up!")
Keepin my fingers wrapped around the joint in case niggaz
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 nigga pay me mine! ("Damn nigga!")
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, nigga 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 throw another round
I rolled a fo`, a six, hold up, NOW I seen a fuckin pound
Yeah you nigga know what the name of the game is
I`m in yo` anus, cee-lo you know that shit that made a nigga 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 niggaz 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
Nigga went and put his foot in the way see, and tried to ace me
now I`ve got niggaz rollin to that bitch Tracy
Yeah, but Tracy ain`t so gentle, niggaz thought she was simple
and loses with two deuces and a fuckin pimple ("A loser!")
I crack another brew, sit back and watch what niggaz do
Who threw that 2-U? I`m rollin the whole fuckin crew
One by one niggaz come payin, that fell to the trey and
furlough inside the bait, that`s what a nigga 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, niggaz 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 niggaz quittin, that`s zero
Broke, cryin broke, I`m doin backstrokes in cee-notes
Crazy pockets are empty, what a god damn shame
Niggaz you know the name of the game - word the fuck 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