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I got a little proposition, homey, it out, we gonna put it down you and I go way back and I know you done been around These peeps that I done put me up on some shit Nigga, we all come up loc, we could all make grips
Now I ain't talkin' no bullshit ass flippin' Z's I'm talkin' Trump type access, they comin' off a 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 shit together
We gonna stack enough loochie to get your girls from Gucci And send your baby to college and ain't no gettin' we gon' use the type of knowledge That they never off of befo' They ain't even ready for this hellified we got in sto' (That's right)
And I done used the G to hook up that Shit have the okay to folks taught Pillsbury how to push (Right) Now all we do is make sure this shit go through, partna Now call your crew 'cause we got to do
It's a fifty-fifty chance you can get stuck And then snake eyes are crafted and we shit outta (It's the of the dice) (That you can't to lose)
But if we make this shit 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, it's to get this shit movin' We went up fifty keys on speck and now we got some to prove it (Right) We got the contacts in Vegas where we go got our troops They'll be the ones in the casino lines dressed in suits
And afta Shorty Vic, and Spider picked up the shit They gon' lay low a few days to make the look legit (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 midnight 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 so she ain't gonna sell a nigga out
Aight, then, maybe they should get a U-Haul pack shit in a mattress Nah, they best go Greyhound, still the same as motherfuckin' taxes And all we gotta do is hold our about three more days And cross our fingers and hope 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 third strike (It's the of the dice) (That you afford to lose)
And them things you last expect, 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 the nature 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 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 want to to switch this loc So, send some to the next stop To get this under (They on way)
But be aware They all wearin' uniforms And they got medals and patches and They think say Desert Storm
And they got "Gung Ho" all over they chest So Lek Ratt, D-Dog, P.S. to wear they vest It's gettin' kinda cold out here so I'ma to be gone Wait, that? Oh, I think somethin' wrong
(What's Up? Baby, goin' on, man?) (What, what the happenin'?) Aw, shit, my nigga, I'ma to face shit I somebody 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 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 the nature of the business It's the who lose
the roll of the dice That you can't to lose