Released: September 26, 1995
Songwriter: Rakim Eric B. Wayne Shorter DJ Premier Nas Kool G Rap
Producer: Dr. Butcher
[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 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
[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 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!
[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"
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 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
[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 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!
[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"
From the album
- 4, 5, 6 (1995)