CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Gambling Shack
DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
Niggas got laid on they backs for fifteen stacks
Nobody witnessed shit, these niggas got the cataracts
Speaking on shit get you hit with that battle axe
Nigga these is racks, but these is survival facts
Pro tips keep you alive out this bitch
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
Niggas slipped, homie called [?] they dipped
He clapped the leader of the two, escaped still breathing
Movie scenes is real as fuck on these streets-es
Matte blacks [?]
Fools rollin' round in they baby mama cars, like tanks startin' wars
Hoppin' out, going in, kickin' in doors
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Hopped out, just like Mitch and pulled the strings
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Hopped out, just like Mitch and pulled the strings
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
It all started off, I was baggin' up some grams
Then I had got a phone call from my mans
He like: "Gangsta where you at?"
From the corner, from the shack
Pull up, like it's time to make a move with the plan
Ha, slipped on the black hoodie with the black pants
Black .45, black gloves, black mask
I ain't even 'bout to play with this nigga
When I'm done they ain't leavin', gon' have a face on this nigga
Death really 'round the corner
Blood fallin' everywhere, like some loose change
Old ladies screaming, 'cuz this shit they never seen
How a good time turnt to a murder scene, it's a horror movie
And your ticket a front seat
I was born a shooter, I could do this shit in my sleep
Now his body loggin', and they both struggling to breathe, huh
It's gon' be too late by the time help come
Crazy bad business took yo' mama only son
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Hopped out, just like Mitch and pulled the strings
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Hopped out, just like Mitch and pulled the strings
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
Niggas got laid on they backs for fifteen stacks
Nobody witnessed shit, these niggas got the cataracts
Speaking on shit get you hit with that battle axe
Nigga these is racks, but these is survival facts
Pro tips keep you alive out this bitch
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
Niggas slipped, homie called [?] they dipped
He clapped the leader of the two, escaped still breathing
Movie scenes is real as fuck on these streets-es
Matte blacks [?]
Fools rollin' round in they baby mama cars, like tanks startin' wars
Hoppin' out, going in, kickin' in doors
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Hopped out, just like Mitch and pulled the strings
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Hopped out, just like Mitch and pulled the strings
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
It all started off, I was baggin' up some grams
Then I had got a phone call from my mans
He like: "Gangsta where you at?"
From the corner, from the shack
Pull up, like it's time to make a move with the plan
Ha, slipped on the black hoodie with the black pants
Black .45, black gloves, black mask
I ain't even 'bout to play with this nigga
When I'm done they ain't leavin', gon' have a face on this nigga
Death really 'round the corner
Blood fallin' everywhere, like some loose change
Old ladies screaming, 'cuz this shit they never seen
How a good time turnt to a murder scene, it's a horror movie
And your ticket a front seat
I was born a shooter, I could do this shit in my sleep
Now his body loggin', and they both struggling to breathe, huh
It's gon' be too late by the time help come
Crazy bad business took yo' mama only son
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Hopped out, just like Mitch and pulled the strings
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Hopped out, just like Mitch and pulled the strings
Pulled up, two Cadillacs, black on black
Back to back Cadillacs, outside of the gambling shack
