It's the roll of the you can't afford to lose It's the nature of the the smugglers who lose
I got a little proposition, homey, check it out, we gonna put it 'Cause you and I go way and I know you done been around These peeps that I know done put me up on some Nigga, we all come up loc, we could all make grips
Now I ain't talkin' 'bout no bullshit ass 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, makes it mo better, we gon' work this shit together
We gonna stack loochie to get your girls gift from Gucci And send your baby to college and no gettin' caught 'Cause we gon' use the type of That they never off of befo' ain't even ready for this hellified shit we got in sto' (That's right)
And I done the G to hook up that manpower Shit have the okay to folks taught Pillsbury how to flour (Right) Now all we do is make sure this shit go through, partna Now call your crew 'cause we got to do
a fifty-fifty chance that you can get stuck And then snake eyes are crafted and we outta luck (It's the of the dice) (That you afford to lose)
But if we make this shit work the whole crew gon' up With thousands in the Seiko's Dane's and fat (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 keys on and now we got some shit to prove it (Right) We got the in Vegas that's where we go got our troops be the ones in the casino lines dressed in blue suits
And afta Shorty Vic, and Spider done picked up the They gon' lay low a few days to make the trip look (That's right) But, just in case them get any fucked up ideas We gon' send and Big Homie to watch our back with the gear (Right)
And then niggaz gonna take the midnight train to Dallas (Dallas) We got to hook up baggage plans to Ras Kass, Misses Alice The cool thing her is that if she get caught It's still all in the family so she ain't gonna sell a out
Aight, then, they should get a U-Haul pack that shit in a mattress Nah, they best go Greyhound, it's still the same as motherfuckin' And all we gotta do is hold our breath about three days And cross our and hope nobody 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 ain't your strike (It's the of the dice) (That you can't to lose)
And them things you last expect, sometimes out there But I you understand if you caught then you ain't got shit to say (It's the of the business) (It's the who lose)
It's the of the dice That you can't afford to It's the nature of the It's the who lose
Everything is goin' according to This is on its way to the man, to the man Sit next to the man (Right)
But there's one thing you should 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 switch loc So, some bodies to the next stop To get this under (They on way)
But be that They all wearin' uniforms And got medals and patches and shit They think say Desert Storm
And they got "Gung Ho" written all they chest So tell Lek Ratt, D-Dog, P.S. to wear vest It's gettin' kinda cold out so I'ma have to be gone Wait, here that? Oh, I somethin' wrong
(What's Up? Baby, what's on, man?) (What, what the happenin'?) Aw, shit, my nigga, I'ma have to face I think somebody set us up, there's feds all over the
That's the name of the game, that's the way the go Sometimes you rise high and sometimes you low (It's the of the dice) (That you can't to lose)
If you make it back to the hood then 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)
the roll of the dice That you can't afford to It's the of the business It's the who lose
It's the roll of the That you can't afford to