(Gamble)(Gamble)(Nobody move)Smoothe Da HustlerUgh, yeah, ugh, yeah, now fuck thatCheck this out, man, youknowmsayin'?All you niggas with them muthafuckin' pokerface onAnd don't know how to pull no real ass cardsYou step your punk ass back into the plaster, niggaYou understand me? I'm not tryin' to feel youStraight upPokerfaceCash in your chips, I'm hot, I got the feverWhere the dealer?Nobody move, it's my turnI'm shakin' the dice of life with a tight gripI'm flippin' the numbers, maynA hustler that be lovin' painYou better watch the dice 'cause they be runnin' gameThe name don't fit the face mask and all my whole nineYou [unverified] with a .45And I bust it through your pokerface'Cause I know it's fake and simple [unverified] pimpSeein' through your face like [unverified]On a hoe named PimplesYeah, that's what you covered withPits all in your face, no deeper than dimplesNiggas is shallow but I'm knowin''Cause I got the nostrils that knows I'm the shitSmell me, really do [unverified] a lots intoxantsYou can't peep me, keep my face,You frostbitten freakyMy grill stayin' in 3-dYou, you, you can't, can't, can't seeSee, see me, me, meWho got the dice so I can take your lifeCash in your chips, I'm hotI got the fever sittin' on a block of iceStill can't peep me, keep my faceYou frostbitten freaky and I stay cockedYou cats is rappin' with jokerlipsWith them corny ass stiff comedian ass ingredientsFly niggas get broke like kites(What?)When you gamblin' for your lifeWith only two poker chipsStrip, click-clack, you know that shitNiggas shakin' the dice like mice runnin' a rat raceWell in that case rewind a nigga twice like ChristI'm rockin' his daddy's ice(That's some cold shit)We give a fuck about ridin' a trick in a SixOr decoratin' a vagina with diamondsPlayas that need to get tradedAnd dropped off on a slave island in the CaymansA granddaddy at phrasin'And a master at assemblin' ass in pasturewhen it's grazin', I'll pull your broad like a horseAnd I'm holding the reins 'cause I'm alway reignin'I'm always flamin', I stay high when I'm bustin'I stay cock-poppin'You cocky-ass Rocky'sAnd lady, I ain't the father of your baby, hoeWhen your pokerface look like mashed potatoesAnd gravy though, you need to eat, huh?You look the part but you don't walk the talkThe toes are like ten lies on your feetWhen you speak no heedYou couldn't bake big pies with the recipeIf I leave you in a darkest denYou likes to see the rest of mePokerfaceWho got the dice so I can take your lifeCash in your chips, I'm hotI got the fever sittin' on a block of iceStill can't peep me, keep my faceYou frostbitten freaky and I stay cockedMy pokerface is so straightI can buy the painting of Mona Lisa with a visaOr you can invest in meA real shark at the bottom of an infested seaThe style is on the run, my rap sheets is deepBut the hip hop police ain't arrestin' meMove that vehicle, this ain't the streets you park onStart dippin' into some parkin' lot pimpin'Move out that marked zoneUnplug your microphone and turn on your VCRAnd watch this porno starLeave your ass like gasStuck and fucked and madRippin' the doors off the hingesJealous niggas wanna kill me'Cause I'm in they hood like a engineI'm just idlin' with a game of God fameAnd broads got you doin' strict crossovers like IversonThese herbs be herbed, Chinese vitamins?Nah, these niggas need verbsThat's so cold to keep hype niggas in fursI'm gone, one, bum ass dumb niggaMy pokerface got nervesWho got the dice so I can take your lifeCash in your chips, I'm hotI got the fever sittin' on a block of iceStill can't peep me, keep my faceYou frostbitten freaky and I stay cocked
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