[Hook] They holla bookie, bookie Now Im lookin lookin Numbers game play the rates Bets cookin cookin As Im standin by the bar watching regulars come Best to tally up the count fore the game has begun Know the field, and players, and the habits of play Got a system so consistent that it never would sway But as everythingll change, I adapted a way Use the blue collar gamblers and folks everyday Start to see a different caliber Comin to bet with me They only bet the sure shots Its unexpectedly Surprisin and getting me Feelin so uneasy Risin the feelin that chance just may beat me They eyes as cold as the cash, hits the table top Starin harder than a target fore ya take a shot Bet you they believin they deal with a small fry I get the hint they need a fall guy Nope [Hook] They holla bookie, bookie Now Im lookin lookin Gettin nervous, how the ball games cookin cookin And the stakes hit the ceiling when the rookies bookin Every fiber of my being feels Im gettin tooken What is this? Whats real? I try to separate it But I think you know the deal Runnings harder than steel The game starts ill Nothin follows a pattern No one playin the same Makin me ask what happened and bigger players is snappin Money is such a factor They lookin for me and rewardin killers for capture All from a bet they placing and tension increasing after All of my hunches right, I say dammit its a disaster! No where that I can turn Fears fillin my eyes Knew that somethin was up so Im really not too surprised Soaring top of my trade till they target me out the sky Damn, i think they found they fall guy Nope [Hook]
bookie, cookin, lookin, bet, nope