It's the roll of the you can't afford to lose It's the nature of the It's the smugglers who
I got a little proposition, homey, check it out, we gonna put it 'Cause you and I go way back and I you done been around These peeps that I done put me up on some shit Nigga, we could all come up loc, we could all make
Now I ain't 'bout no bullshit ass flippin' Z's I'm talkin' Trump type access, they comin' off a of keys Now what excuse you got to You got a wife and baby on the Well, that makes it mo better, we gon' work shit together
We gonna stack enough loochie to get your girls gift from And send your baby to college and no gettin' caught we gon' use the type of knowledge That they never tripped off of They ain't even ready for this shit we got in sto' (That's right)
And I done used the G to up that manpower Shit have the okay to taught Pillsbury how to push flour (Right) Now all we gotta do is make sure this shit go through, Now call your 'cause we got work to do
a fifty-fifty chance that you can get stuck And snake eyes are crafted and we shit outta luck (It's the of the dice) (That you afford to lose)
But if we make shit work the whole crew gon' come up With in the Seiko's Dane'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 fifty on speck and now we got some shit to prove it (Right) We got the contacts in Vegas that's where we go got our They'll be the ones in the casino lines dressed in blue
And afta Vic, and Spider done picked up the shit gon' lay low a few days to make the trip look legit (That's right) But, just in case them niggaz get any up ideas We gon' send Wino and Big Homie to watch our with the gear (Right)
And then them niggaz gonna the midnight train to Dallas (Dallas) We got to hook up them baggage plans to Ras Kass, Alice The cool about her is that if she get caught still all in the family so she ain't gonna sell a nigga out
Aight, then, maybe should get a U-Haul pack that shit in a mattress Nah, they go Greyhound, it's still the same as motherfuckin' taxes And all we gotta do is hold our breath about more days And cross our fingers and hope nobody get popped 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 can't to lose)
And them things you last expect, sometimes out waitin' But I hope you if you caught then you ain't got shit to say (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
is goin' according to plan This is on its way to the man, to the man Sit next to the man (Right)
But there's one you should know There's some bustas on the bus loud And drinkin' and the fool that shit ain't cool (Say what?)
Now, I don't to have to switch this loc So, send some bodies to the next To get this under (They on way)
But be that They all wearin' navy And they got and patches and shit They that say Desert Storm
And they got "Gung Ho" written all over chest So tell Lek Ratt, D-Dog, P.S. to wear they It's gettin' kinda out here so I'ma have to be gone Wait, here that? Oh, I think wrong
(What's Up? Baby, goin' on, man?) (What, what the happenin'?) Aw, shit, my nigga, I'ma have to shit I think somebody set us up, there's all over the place
the name of the game, that's the way the game go Sometimes you rise high and you sink low (It's the of the dice) (That you afford to lose)
If you make it to the hood then I'll see you around But if got somebody watchin', then stay your ass outta town (It's the of the business) (It's the who lose)
It's the of the dice That you afford to lose It's the of the business It's the who lose
It's the of the dice That you can't afford to