Gambling Shack DJ Fresh & Curren$y (Ft. T.Y.)

[Intro]
DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
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 is night blank, as live rounds
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

[Chorus: T.Y. & Curren$y]
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