Lyrics:
know what I'm talking about yeah come on
In Vegas
we can spin the wheel have a good time
In Vegas
we can shoot some craps play some blackjack yeah
Little nigga
You got a sack?
You got the strap?
Shoot the strap
It’s a crapshoot
Shoot the crap
Cross the tracks
Get the stacks
Get the stacks
crap I wish you would
Shoot craps , you know I shoot them
Run the ones, you know I would
Death match, I gotta shoot em'
Cause I ain't wasting no time
Uh uh uh uh uh yea
Trynna keep da engine turning like timing belts off da rap
Gambling with my freedom pass da dice let's shoot sum craps
Forgot all
It's just a crap shoot, but it's mostly crap
Things start off they're so terrific
They'll fuck up, it's scientific
Entropy, uncertainty won't yield
I know your type
I know what, I know what
I know what you like
Shoot craps, roll dice
I know what, I know what
I know what
I know what you like
Tryna
to the Y, G
You see my brother sold crack for a Benz
That's when I had to step right up and put my two sense in
How come you don't shoot craps like you used
bumper jacks
LIP's bitches overseas shoot crap
Try to have more paper than a factory
Motherfuckers gettin' to showin out when the yard flexes
Liable,
as a motherfucker
What should I do in my life
Reverend price, do you got some advice
Before I roll the dice
A nigga don't want to shoot craps, 'cause it ain't
jacks
I shoot craps drive GMC
kiss me the way she does
I'd carry four or five daggers and three or four guns
I'd shoot craps and ramble and hang out late
I'd steal baby buggies
get whacked by 12 this shit aint even fair no more
Some niggas shoot guns, shoot crap, shoot 3's, some niggas sell that dope
Whatever you doing just
They shoot craps, I shoot first
No shoot backs
Facebook got you feeling relevant
In real life, you just a bitch
And you was never
30 clips, lot of 30
rapping what I'm livin
Got niggas shoot ball
Shoot crap
And shoot buildings (Fye)
Between a rock and a hard place (Ya)
Im a boxer getting in like scarface
shoot craps, don't do the three dice
And we Vegas, Mayweather ring side
Got 100K large in my Levi's
Stay with the paper like a nigga slanging bean pies
Niggas do a lot of shootin', niggas do a lot of shootin'
Niggas shoot off at the mouth
Niggas shoot boo, niggas shoot craps
Niggas come around
at me now ooh ooh talk to me nice ride the streets
Like Miami Vice at fashion week man I'm rolling dice
I shoot craps I shoot dice man my life is right
Drivin' my jag, shootin' my guns
Take me to vegas, I wanna have fun
I wanna shoot craps, I wanna play cards
Stay up late, 'til the sun come up
I
split my nigga (It can happen my nigga)
Don't trip my nigga (don't trip keep it cool my nigga) My nigga
Some niggas shoot craps some niggas blackjack
dat
Hunned grand in the backpack
Understand I don't have them long conversations
If it ain't about da paper I don't snapchat
And I don't shoot craps
But
Oh my God, that boy the hottest, what they sayin' to me
Life's a gamble, roll the dice, don't be afraid to shoot no crap
Take a risk, scary, money
people at the table so I can't shoot craps
I ain't got no singles for the vending machine
Got a sunbeam glare on my laptop screen
And I gotta write words
Whatever you do fine, I hope you don't lose it
What is yours? What is yours?
I be high thinkin' 'bout C-Lo
So I don't shoot craps no more
Before my
to New Orleans we ballin (ooh da way y'all ball)
Look everybody in my click got Ninja bikes
Please take off ya ring I got bigger ice
I shoot craps in
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