It's the of the dice you can't afford to lose It's the nature of the It's the who lose
I got a little proposition, homey, check it out, we put it down 'Cause you and I go way and I know you done been around These that I know done put me up on some shit Nigga, we all come up loc, we could all make grips
Now I talkin' 'bout no bullshit ass flippin' Z's I'm Trump type access, they comin' off a gang of keys Now excuse you got to play? You got a and baby on the way? Well, that makes it mo better, we gon' work this 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 hellified shit we got in (That's right)
And I done the G to hook up that manpower have the okay to folks taught Pillsbury how to push flour (Right) Now all we gotta do is make sure this shit go through, Now call crew 'cause we got work to do
It's a fifty-fifty that you can get stuck And then snake eyes are crafted and we outta luck (It's the of the dice) (That you can't 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 movin' We went up fifty keys on speck and now we got shit to prove it (Right) We got the contacts in Vegas where we go got our troops They'll be the ones in the casino lines in blue suits
And afta Shorty Vic, and Spider picked up the shit They gon' lay low a few days to make the trip look (That's right) But, just in case them niggaz get any up ideas We gon' send 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 to Ras Kass, Misses Alice The cool thing about her is that if she get It's 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 best go Greyhound, it's still the as motherfuckin' taxes And all we gotta do is hold our breath about three more 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 hope it your third strike (It's the of the dice) (That you afford to lose)
And them things you last expect, sometimes out 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 to lose It's the nature of the 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 some bustas on the bus talkin' And drinkin' and actin' the fool that ain't cool (Say what?)
Now, I don't want to to switch this loc So, send some to the next stop To get under control (They on way)
But be that all wearin' navy uniforms And got medals and patches and shit They that say Desert Storm
And they got "Gung Ho" all over they chest So tell Lek Ratt, D-Dog, P.S. to wear they 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, what the happenin'?) Aw, shit, my nigga, have to face shit I think somebody set us up, there's feds all the place
the name of the game, that's the way the game go Sometimes you rise high and sometimes you low (It's the of the dice) (That you can't to lose)
If you it back to the hood then I'll see you around But if they got somebody watchin', then stay your ass outta (It's the of the business) (It's the who lose)
It's the roll of the That you afford to lose the nature of the business It's the who lose
It's the of the dice That you can't to lose