It's the of the dice That you can't to lose the nature of the business It's the smugglers who
I got a little proposition, homey, check it out, we put it down 'Cause you and I go way back and I know you done around These peeps that I know put me up on some shit Nigga, we could all come up loc, we could all grips
Now I ain't talkin' no bullshit ass flippin' Z's I'm talkin' Trump access, they comin' off a gang of keys Now what excuse you got to You got a wife and baby on the Well, makes it mo better, we gon' work this shit together
We gonna stack enough loochie to get your girls gift Gucci And send your baby to college and no gettin' caught 'Cause we gon' use the of knowledge That never tripped off of befo' They ain't even ready for this hellified shit we got in (That's right)
And I used the G to hook up that manpower Shit have the to folks taught Pillsbury how to push flour (Right) Now all we gotta do is make sure this go through, partna Now your crew 'cause we got work to do
a fifty-fifty chance that you can get stuck 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 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 movin' We went up fifty keys on speck and now we got some shit to it (Right) We got the contacts in Vegas that's where we go got our They'll be the in the casino lines dressed in blue suits
And afta Shorty Vic, and done picked up the shit They gon' lay low a few to make the trip look legit (That's right) But, just in case niggaz get any fucked up ideas We gon' send Wino and Big to watch our back with the gear (Right)
And then them niggaz gonna take the train to Dallas (Dallas) We got to hook up them baggage to Ras Kass, Misses Alice The cool thing about her is if she get caught It's still all in the family so she ain't gonna a nigga out
Aight, then, maybe they should get a 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 three more days And cross our fingers and hope nobody get along the way
You can make this lick and be set up for life But if ass get stuck, I hope it ain't your third strike (It's the of the dice) (That you afford to lose)
And things 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)
the roll of the dice That you can't to lose the nature 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 thing you know There's some on the bus talkin' loud And drinkin' and actin' the that shit ain't cool (Say what?)
Now, I don't to have to switch this loc So, some bodies to the next stop To get this under (They on way)
But be that They all navy uniforms And they got medals and 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, that? Oh, I think somethin' wrong
(What's Up? Baby, goin' on, man?) (What, the fuck happenin'?) Aw, shit, my nigga, I'ma have to shit I think set us up, there's feds all over the place
the name of the game, that's the way the game 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 somebody watchin', then your ass outta town (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 of the business the smugglers who lose
It's the of the dice you can't afford to lose