It's the of the dice That you 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 you and I go way back and I know you done been around These that I know done put me up on some shit Nigga, we could all up loc, we could all make grips
Now I ain't 'bout no bullshit ass flippin' Z's I'm talkin' Trump access, they comin' off a gang of keys Now what you got to play? You got a wife and on the way? Well, that makes it mo better, we gon' work this together
We gonna enough loochie to get your girls gift from Gucci And send your baby to and ain't no gettin' caught 'Cause we gon' use the type of That they never tripped off of They ain't even ready for this shit we got in sto' (That's right)
And I used the G to hook up that manpower Shit have the okay to folks taught Pillsbury how to flour (Right) Now all we gotta do is make sure this go through, partna Now your crew 'cause we got work to do
It's a chance that you can get stuck And then snake are crafted and we shit 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 thousands in the 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 some shit to it (Right) We got the in Vegas that's where we go got our troops They'll be the ones in the casino lines in blue suits
And afta Vic, and Spider done picked up the shit gon' lay low a few days to make the trip look legit (That's right) But, in case them niggaz get any fucked up ideas We gon' send and Big Homie to watch our back with the gear (Right)
And then them niggaz gonna take the midnight train to (Dallas) We got to up them baggage plans to Ras Kass, Misses Alice 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 get a U-Haul pack that shit in a mattress Nah, they best go Greyhound, still the same as motherfuckin' taxes And all we do is hold our breath about three more days And cross our fingers and hope nobody get popped the way
You can make this 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 can't to lose)
And them things you expect, sometimes out there waitin' But I hope you understand if you caught then you 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 the smugglers who lose
Everything is goin' to plan shit 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 bustas on the bus loud And drinkin' and actin' the that shit ain't cool (Say what?)
Now, I don't want to to switch this loc So, send some bodies to the next To get under control (They on way)
But be aware They all navy uniforms And got medals and patches and shit They think say Desert Storm
And got "Gung Ho" written all over they chest So tell Lek Ratt, D-Dog, P.S. to they vest It's gettin' kinda cold out here so I'ma have to be Wait, here that? Oh, I somethin' wrong
(What's Up? Baby, goin' on, man?) (What, the fuck happenin'?) Aw, shit, my nigga, I'ma to face shit I think somebody set us up, there's feds all over the
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 afford to lose)
If you make it back to the hood then see you around But if got somebody watchin', then stay your ass outta town (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 nature of the the smugglers who lose
It's the roll of the you can't afford to lose