Текст песни: 4,5,6 + перевод

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 nigga, wake em up!»)

Keepin' my fingers wrapped around the joint

In case niggas start brawlin'

Because I see 'em falling to the strong point

One by one they losin' down the line

A fifty fucked roll or duck pose

Oh 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 them up, they papes is gettin' deader

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 fo' another round?

I rolled a fo', a six, hold up

Now I seen a fuckin' pound

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

I’m in yo' anus

Cee-lo, you know, that shit that made a nigga 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 niggas 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

Nigga went and put his foot in the way, see

And tried to ace me

Now I got niggas rollin' to that bitch Tracy

Yeah, but Tracy ain’t too gentle

Niggas thought she was simple

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

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

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

One by one niggas 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, niggas 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 niggas quit, that’s on zero

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

Crazy pockets are empty, what a god damn shame

Niggas 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»

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