Lyrics:

4 5 6 Is In The Mix I''m Hittin Them With Trip''s **lf**headcrack Time To Get The Bread Black! **lf**4 5 6 Is In The Mix I''m Hittin Them With Trip''s **lf**headcrack Time To Get The Bread! **lf****lf**i Rolled On Every Cee Lo Corner That I Know Inside The City **lf**kiddies I Got A Fat Mitt In My Pocket Lookin Pretty **lf**so Who Wanna Get Paid On The Block A Thousand''s In The Pock'' **lf**now Go And Grab Your Knots From The Stash Spot **lf**i Shake Them Up And Shake Them Up Roll And I Break Em Up **lf**two And A Pound-Cake (''yeah Nigga, Wake Em Up!'') **lf**keepin My Fingers Wrapped Around The Joint In Case Niggaz **lf**start Brawlin, Because I See Em Fallin To The Strong Point **lf**one By One They Losin Down The Line **lf**a Fifty Buck Roll, A Duck Blows, Old Nigga Pay Me Mine! (''damn Nigga!'') **lf**i Grab The Dice, Place Your Price, All You Men Are Mice **lf**riffin As I''m Sippin On A Heineken And Gettin Nice **lf**i Shake Em Up They Papes Are Gettin Dead, Nigga Sittin On A Beretta **lf**said He Wanna Bet That I Don''t Throw A Better **lf**now The Game Is Surrounded By Some Money Hungry Bitches **lf**i Put The Kisses On My Fists And Rolled The Triple Sixes **lf**and Once Again It Be The Point, That I Shoot **lf**that Be Puttin Crazy Loot, In The Pocket Of My Army Suit **lf**now Who Wanna Come Throw Another Round **lf**i Rolled A Fo'', A Six, Hold Up, Now I Seen A Fuckin Pound **lf**yeah You Nigga Know What The Name Of The Game Is **lf**i''m In Yo'' Anus, Cee-Lo You Know That Shit That Made A Nigga Famous **lf**because I''m On The Ding-Dong, I Can''t Go Wrong **lf**rollin For Two Hours Long And Still Rollin Strong **lf****lf**4, 5, 6 Is In The Mix - I''m Hittin Them With Trip''s **lf**headcrack, Time To Get The Bread Black! **lf**4, 5, 6 Is In The Mix - I''m Hittin Them With Trip''s **lf**''bettin Grants With The Cee-Lo Champs'' - Nas **lf****lf**i Make Em Sweat From Beginners To The Vets, I''m A Threat **lf**some Niggaz Double Up On They Fifty Bets **lf**i Gotta Be Nice To The Dice, So I''m Talkin To Em **lf**i Step Back, Gave A Snap On The Sidewalk And Threw Em **lf**nigga Went And Put His Foot In The Way See, And Tried To Ace Me **lf**now I''ve Got Niggaz Rollin To That Bitch Tracy **lf**yeah, But Tracy Ain''t So Gentle, Niggaz Thought She Was Simple **lf**and Loses With Two Deuces And A Fuckin Pimple (''a Loser!'') **lf**i Crack Another Brew, Sit Back And Watch What Niggaz Do **lf**who Threw That 2-U I''m Rollin The Whole Fuckin Crew **lf**one By One Niggaz Come Payin, That Fell To The Trey And **lf**furlough Inside The Bait, That''s What A Nigga Sayin **lf**your Luck Is Tough, I''m Makin Enough To Buy A Kilo **lf**uh-Oh, Look Out Below, I Think I Rolled Another Cee-Lo **lf**pick Up My Crap, Niggaz Don''t Get Back A Dime Of That **lf**and Keep My Hand Right By My Waist Where My Nine Is At **lf**one More Test, And Niggaz Quittin, That''s Zero **lf**broke, Cryin Broke, I''m Doin Backstrokes In Cee-Notes **lf**crazy Pockets Are Empty, What A God Damn Shame **lf**niggaz You Know The Name Of The Game - Word The Fuck Up! **lf****lf**4, 5, 6 Is In The Mix - I''m Hittin Them With Trip''s **lf**headcrack, Time To Get The Bread Black! **lf**4, 5, 6 Is In The Mix - I''m Hittin Them With Trip''s **lf**''bettin Grants With The Cee-Lo Champs'' - Nas **lf****lf**4, 5, 6 Is In The Mix - I''m Hittin Them With Trip''s **lf**headcrack, Time To Get The Bread Black! **lf**4, 5, 6 Is In The Mix - I''m Hittin Them With Trip''s **lf**''bettin Grants With The Cee-Lo Champs'' - Nas