[trigger tha gambler]. There a toker, under the numb, scumb looker. Get the gatherin, big willy, me, thug rich and booker. The gun to gun, face off, street smart nigga.
Verse one:. . I wake up to another day of life and wish I didnt. 'cause my records predicted a future of bill clinton. But I continue to do my thang to make a livin.