This is a song about "Gambling"

Is rampant like the gambling and the stealing in harlem,

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Back up there gambling they wait a few months to record again

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

She's still gambling, got on hook

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Gambling, gambling, oh shit there's ya man again

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

She gave a hundred dollars like it's gambling game!

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

For gambling wages, locked us in cages,

Life is like a pair of dice and boy do i love gambling

Let's take another trip, different continents we touching