It's the roll of the That you can't to lose It's the nature of the the smugglers 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 could all make
Now I ain't 'bout no bullshit ass flippin' Z's I'm talkin' Trump type access, comin' off a gang of keys Now excuse you got to play? You got a wife and baby on the Well, that makes it mo better, we gon' work this shit
We gonna stack enough loochie to get girls gift from Gucci And send baby to college and ain't no gettin' caught we gon' use the type of knowledge That they tripped off of befo' They ain't even ready for this hellified shit we got in (That's right)
And I done used the G to hook up that Shit have the okay to folks Pillsbury how to push flour (Right) Now all we gotta do is make sure shit go through, partna Now your crew 'cause we got work to do
It's a fifty-fifty chance that you can get And then snake are crafted and we shit outta luck (It's the of the dice) (That you afford to lose)
But if we make this work the whole crew gon' come up thousands 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 up fifty 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 casino lines dressed in blue
And afta Shorty Vic, and Spider done up the shit They gon' lay low a few days to the trip look legit (That's right) But, in case them niggaz get any fucked up ideas We gon' send Wino and Big Homie to watch our back with the (Right)
And then them niggaz gonna take the train to Dallas (Dallas) We got to hook up them baggage plans to Ras Kass, Alice The cool thing about her is if she get caught 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 in a mattress Nah, best go Greyhound, it's still the same as motherfuckin' taxes And all we gotta do is our breath about three 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 hope it 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 then you ain't got to say (It's the of the business) (It's the who lose)
the roll of the dice That you can't afford to 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 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 fool that shit ain't (Say what?)
Now, I don't want to to switch this loc So, send some to the next stop To get this control (They on way)
But be aware They all wearin' navy And they got medals and and shit They think that say Storm
And they got "Gung Ho" written all over chest So Lek Ratt, D-Dog, P.S. to wear they vest It's gettin' kinda cold out here so have to be gone Wait, here that? Oh, I somethin' wrong
(What's Up? Baby, goin' on, man?) (What, what the happenin'?) Aw, shit, my nigga, I'ma to face shit I think somebody set us up, there's feds all the place
That's the of the game, that's the way the game go you rise high and sometimes 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 they got somebody watchin', 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 nature of the the smugglers who lose
It's the of the dice That you afford to lose