It's the roll of the That you can't afford to It's the of the business It's the who lose
I got a little proposition, homey, it out, we gonna put it down 'Cause you and I go way back and I you done been around peeps that I know done put me up on some shit Nigga, we could all come up loc, we all make grips
Now I talkin' 'bout no bullshit ass flippin' Z's I'm Trump type access, they 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 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 type of That they 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 the okay to folks taught Pillsbury how to push flour (Right) Now all we gotta do is make sure shit go through, partna Now call your 'cause we got work to do
a fifty-fifty chance that you can get stuck And snake eyes are crafted and we shit outta luck (It's the of the dice) (That you can't to lose)
But if we make this shit work the whole crew come up thousands 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 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 ones in the casino lines dressed in suits
And Shorty Vic, and Spider done picked up the shit gon' lay low a few days to make the trip look legit (That's right) But, just in case them niggaz get any up ideas We gon' send Wino and Big Homie to watch our back the gear (Right)
And then them niggaz gonna 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 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 and hope nobody get popped along the way
You can make quick lick and be set up for life But if your ass get stuck, I it ain't your third strike (It's the of the dice) (That you afford 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)
It's the of the dice you can't afford to lose It's the of the business It's the 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 one thing you should know There's some on the bus talkin' loud And drinkin' and actin' the fool that ain't cool (Say what?)
Now, I don't want to have to switch loc So, send some bodies to the next To get under control (They on way)
But be that They all wearin' navy And they got medals and patches and They think that say Desert
And they got "Gung Ho" all over they 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 that? Oh, I think somethin'
(What's Up? Baby, goin' on, man?) (What, the fuck happenin'?) Aw, shit, my nigga, I'ma have to face 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 rise and sometimes you sink low (It's the of the dice) (That you afford to lose)
If you it back to the hood then I'll see you around But if they got somebody watchin', then your ass outta town (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 smugglers who
the roll of the dice That you can't to lose