4, 5, 6 lyrics

[Hook]
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!

[Verse 1]
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 n*gga, wake 'em up!")
Keepin' my fingers wrapped around the joint
In case n*ggas start brawlin'
Because I see 'em falling to the strong point
One by one they losin' down the line
A fifty f*cked roll or duck pose
Oh n*gga, pay me mine! ("Damn n*gga!")
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
n*gga 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*tches
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 f*ckin' pound
Yeah, you n*ggas know what the name of the game is
I'm in yo' anus
Cee-lo, you know, that sh*t that made a n*gga famous
Hookers up on the ding-dong, I can't go wrong
Rollin' for two hours long and still rollin' strong
[Hook]
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"

[Verse 2]
I make 'em sweat from beginners to the vets, I'm a threat
Some n*ggas 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
n*gga went and put his foot in the way, see
And tried to ace me
Now I got n*ggas rollin' to that b*tch Tracy
Yeah, but Tracy ain't too gentle
n*ggas thought she was simple
And loses with two deuces and a f*ckin' pimple ("A loser!")
I crack another brew, sit back and watch what n*ggas do
Who threw that two? You? I'm rollin' the whole f*ckin' crew
One by one n*ggas come payin', that fell to the trey and
Furlough inside the bait, that's what a n*gga 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, n*ggas 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 n*ggas quit, that's on zero
Broke, cryin' broke, I'm doin' backstrokes in cee-notes
Crazy pockets are empty, what a god damn shame
n*ggas you know the name of the game
Word the f*ck up!
[Hook]
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"