Headcrack

Alright, come on, take a number Here we go, comin' at me, comin' at me, hit it Yo, life's a gamble, bitches blowing on my shakers, hope I headcrack I beat your loose deuce and take your paper, let me get that Fuck a setback, I'm all about the forward motion Drop a four on the floor, I'm lit off the Henny or the Mo' potion Fuck broke, I stay holding, you ace rolling My chain golden, been a slick finesser since train tokens My game potent, left your dame open Got hoes from here to Hoboken Me take a loss? You bozos hopin' I'm top rank, stop, think when the dice drop Talk a nice knot, your head cold like an ice rock Snake eyes fall to the tracey, my luck amaze me Keep my palm on the eighty 'cause losers be acting shady Betting Grants with the cee-lo champs You know the steelo, paper with eagles I made off a trade that's illegal Alright, give me the dice Come on now, it's there Give me a pair of dice, will you? Yeah, alright Headcrack, cocking a paper stack is the motive My glow golden, you either holding or your pockets broken Life's a gamble, rolling dice, you come up or you lose You either starve or bust a move, what the fuck you choose? Either on the corner betting Grants with the cee-lo champs Either on the corner betting Grants with the cee-lo champs Niggas thought they deuce was live, then I hit 'em with trips And I reach down for they money, pa, forget about this Ayo, my mind's locked on clocking a grip, that's what it be like Mad niggas fell and caught L's over three dice Niggas'll let you in and stick you up in the end Lock you to sleep, grimy niggas pretend, know what you in Never gamble high stakes with snakes, you know the rules I only drop paper with niggas that's in my crew We betting C-notes, whatever's on the floor is a bet I took a couple losses, made my money back, then I jet Niggas is gambling the money that they owe the connect Through fucking up the re-up, now you broke and in debt, stupid We taking risks like we in Vegas, be with major players Meat hundred by the layers, I'm more than just a rhyme sayer, nigga I'm gonna give you cats a chance to get your money, man, later on Later on tonight, alright? Headcrack, cocking a paper stack is the motive My glow golden, you either holding or your pockets broken Life's a gamble, rolling dice, you come up or you lose You either starve or bust a move, what the fuck you choose? Either on the corner betting Grants with the cee-lo champs Either on the corner betting Grants with the cee-lo champs Niggas thought they deuce was live, then I hit 'em with trips And I reach down for they money, pa, forget about this Gotta state your rules, fellas Know what I'm sayin'? 'Cause if you don't state your fuckin' rules Niggas get into gun battles And all type of shit go on Motherfuckers lose they money Niggas'll get killed out here too With that paper, money in the streets