It's the roll of the you can't afford to lose It's the of the business It's the who lose
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 up loc, we could all make grips
Now I ain't talkin' 'bout no ass flippin' Z's I'm Trump type access, they comin' off a gang of keys Now what you got to play? You got a wife and on the way? Well, that it mo better, we gon' work this shit together
We gonna stack enough loochie to get your girls gift from And send your to college and ain't no gettin' caught 'Cause we gon' use the type of they never tripped off of befo' They even ready for this hellified shit we got in sto' (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 sure this shit go through, partna Now call your 'cause we got work to do
It's a fifty-fifty chance that you can get 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 this 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, time to get this shit movin' We went up keys 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 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, in case them niggaz get any fucked up ideas We gon' Wino and Big Homie 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 plans to Ras Kass, Misses The cool thing about her is that if she get It's still all in the family so she ain't gonna sell a out
Aight, then, maybe they should get a pack that shit in a mattress Nah, they best go Greyhound, it's still the same as taxes And all we gotta do is hold our breath about three more And our fingers 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)
the roll of the dice That you can't to lose It's the of the business It's the smugglers who
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 some bustas on the bus talkin' loud And drinkin' and actin' the fool that ain't cool (Say what?)
Now, I don't want to to switch this loc So, some bodies to the next stop To get this control (They on way)
But be aware all wearin' navy uniforms And they got medals and and shit think that say Desert Storm
And they got "Gung Ho" written all over chest So tell Lek Ratt, D-Dog, P.S. to wear vest It's kinda cold out here so I'ma have to be gone Wait, here Oh, I think somethin' wrong
(What's Up? Baby, what's 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
That's the name of the game, that's the way the 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', stay your ass outta town (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 of the business the smugglers who lose
It's the of the dice That you afford to lose