It's the roll of the That you can't to lose the nature of the business It's the who lose
I got a little proposition, homey, check it out, we gonna put it '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 all come up loc, we could all make grips
Now I talkin' '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 and baby on the way? Well, that makes it mo better, we gon' work this shit
We gonna stack enough loochie to get your gift from Gucci And send your baby to college and ain't no gettin' 'Cause we gon' use the of knowledge That never tripped off of befo' They ain't even ready for this shit we got in sto' (That's right)
And I done used the G to up that manpower Shit have the okay to folks taught how to push flour (Right) Now all we gotta do is make this shit go through, partna Now call your 'cause we got work to do
It's a fifty-fifty chance 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 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 fifty 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 lines dressed in blue suits
And afta Shorty Vic, and Spider picked up the shit They lay low a few days to make the trip look legit (That's right) But, just in them niggaz get any fucked up ideas We gon' send Wino and Big to watch our back with the gear (Right)
And then them gonna take the midnight train to Dallas (Dallas) We got to hook up them plans to Ras Kass, Misses Alice The cool about her is that if she get caught still 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 nobody get popped the way
You can make this quick 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 can't to lose)
And them things you last expect, sometimes out there But I hope you understand if you 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 you can't afford to lose 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 one thing you should know There's some bustas on the bus loud And drinkin' and actin' the fool shit ain't cool (Say what?)
Now, I don't to have to switch this loc So, send some to the next stop To get this control (They on way)
But be that They all wearin' uniforms And got medals and patches and shit They think that say Storm
And they got "Gung Ho" written all they chest So tell Lek Ratt, D-Dog, P.S. to wear they gettin' 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 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 can't 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)
It's the roll of the That you can't to lose the nature of the business It's the who lose
It's the roll of the That you afford to lose