It's the of the dice That you can't to lose It's the of the business It's the who lose
I got a proposition, homey, check it out, we gonna put it down 'Cause you and I go way and I know you done been around These peeps I know done put me up on some shit Nigga, we could all come up loc, we all make grips
Now I ain't 'bout no bullshit ass flippin' Z's I'm talkin' type access, they comin' off a gang of keys Now what you got to play? You got a and baby on the way? Well, that makes it mo better, we gon' this shit together
We gonna stack enough loochie to get your girls gift Gucci And send your baby to and ain't no gettin' caught 'Cause we use the type of knowledge they never tripped off of befo' They ain't even for this hellified shit we got in sto' (That's right)
And I done used the G to hook up manpower have the okay to folks taught Pillsbury how to push flour (Right) Now all we gotta do is sure this shit go through, partna Now your crew 'cause we got work to do
It's a fifty-fifty that you can get stuck And then snake eyes are and we shit outta luck (It's the of the dice) (That you can't to lose)
But if we make this shit work the crew gon' come up With thousands in the Seiko's and fat pocketbooks (It's the of the business) (It's the who lose)
Next level in the game, homey, it's time to get this shit We went up keys on speck and now we got some shit to prove it (Right) We got the in Vegas that's where we go got our troops They'll be the ones in the lines dressed in blue suits
And Shorty Vic, and Spider done picked up the shit They lay low a few days to make the trip look legit (That's right) But, just in case niggaz get any fucked up ideas We send Wino and Big Homie to watch our back with the gear (Right)
And them niggaz gonna take the midnight train to Dallas (Dallas) We got to hook up them baggage plans to Ras Kass, Alice The cool thing about her is that if she get It's still all in the family so she ain't gonna sell a out
Aight, then, maybe they should get a U-Haul pack that shit in a Nah, they best go Greyhound, it's the same as motherfuckin' taxes And all we gotta do is hold our about three more days And cross our fingers and hope get popped along the way
You can this quick lick and be set up for life But if your ass get stuck, I it ain't your third strike (It's the of the dice) (That you afford to lose)
And them you last expect, sometimes out there waitin' But I hope you understand if you caught you ain't got shit to say (It's the of the business) (It's the who lose)
It's the roll of the That you can't afford to the nature of the business It's the who lose
Everything is according to plan shit is on its way to the man, to the man Sit to the goddamned man (Right)
But there's one thing you know There's bustas on the bus talkin' loud And drinkin' and actin' the that shit ain't cool (Say what?)
Now, I don't want to have to this loc So, send some bodies to the next To get this under (They on way)
But be aware They all wearin' navy And they got medals and patches and They think say Desert Storm
And they got "Gung Ho" written all over they So Lek Ratt, D-Dog, P.S. to wear they vest It's gettin' kinda cold out here so I'ma have to be Wait, here that? Oh, I think wrong
(What's Up? Baby, goin' on, man?) (What, the fuck happenin'?) Aw, shit, my nigga, I'ma have to face I think set us up, there's feds all over the place
That's the name of the game, that's the way the go Sometimes you high and sometimes you sink low (It's the of the dice) (That you can't to lose)
If you make it back to the hood then I'll see you But if they got watchin', then stay your ass outta town (It's the of the business) (It's the who lose)
the roll of the dice That you can't to lose It's the of the business It's the who lose
the roll of the dice That you can't to lose