| Speed of life, fast, it's like walkin’barefoot over broken glass
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| It’s like, jumpin'rope on a razor blade
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| All lightning quick decisions are made
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| Lifestyle plush, females rush
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| This high profile personality, who earns his pay illegally
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| Professional liar, schoolboys admire
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| Young girls desire, very few live to retire
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| Cash flow extreme, dress code supreme, vocabulary obscene
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| Definition-street player, you know what I mean
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| The high rollers (x2)
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| People of the city, stop foolin’yourself
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| Crime rules the streets, who the hell else
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| All the police have gone out to play
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| Because for enough cold cash they’ll look the other way
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| Just look at the cars as they go by Benz, Ferraris, trucks up high
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| Beepers connecting players to big-time deals
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| With all of this technology who needs to steal
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| Just live a life of leisure every night and day
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| And you’re livin’proof that crime does pay
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| Your life is dangerous and reckless
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| You eat fly guys and girls for breakfast
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| You’re a titan of the nuclear age
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| Your muscles flex with a Uzi or 12 gauge
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| And you love the game, that's why you boast
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| Because you’re high priced, high speed. |
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| You’re a high roller
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| High rollers
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| When I say high rollers, I mean the best
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| Forget the half-steppers, eject the rest
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| Because these high ranked officials of our city streets
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| Make millions all triggered by electric beeps
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| They dress in diamonds and rope chains
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| They got the blood of SCARFACE runnin’through their veins
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| Silk shirts, leather suits, hair always fresh
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| Eelskin boots, large hearts, though their sizes vary
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| Bankrolls that take 2 pockets to carry
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| Cruisin’in their 500 Benz Sedan
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| With their systems peaked out rockin’PUSHER MAM
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| Yes, their fashion’s high and hard to beat
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| They buy their GUCCI from GUCCI’S not the swapmeet
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| Eat very weel, much clientele
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| And whatever you need, they probably sell
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| The high rollers (x2)
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| Oh yes, I'm here to tell you females also roll
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| Drive the same cars, somethimes wear more gold
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| Cold as an igloo, or hot as a flame
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| They’ll shake ya, break ya and you won’t know their name
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| Gangsters to the max, all marks will be taxed
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| These girls drive FERRARIS not CADILLACS
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| Respect is demanded, most men don’t understand it Till they peep the huge bank that these girls have landed
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| They’re junkies for fun, love life on the run
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| And if things get hot, they will pull a gun
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| Prey on the lame, no shame to the game
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| And they all seek POWER, fuck the fame
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| The high rollers (x2)
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| Now radio stations probably won’t play
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| This record because of the things I say
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| They’ll say I’m glamorizing the hustlin’hood
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| And a record like this can do no good
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| But I’m not here to tell ya right or wrong
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| I don’t know which side of the law you belong
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| Yes, the game has flash, but sometimes hurts
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| Behind any mistake, hard times lurks
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| And jail’s not your only problem, though it may seem
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| You just may die by a barrage from an M-16
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| But to each his own, choose the mobile phone
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| The tailored suit, the luxury home
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| You’ll never get caught,'cause you got nerves of ice
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| And you’re much smarter than those crooks on Miami Vice
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| Right
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| You wanta be a high roller
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| High roller |