*singing* It's the roll of the dice
 That you can't afford to lose
 It's the nature of the business
 It's the smugglers who lose
 *rapping* I got a little proposition  homey  check it out  we gonna
 put it down
 Cause you and I go way back  and I know you done been around
 These peeps that I know done put me up on some shit
 Nigga  we could all come up loc  we could all make grips
 Now I ain't talkin bout no bullshit ass flippin z's
 I'm talkin Trump type access, they comin off a gang of keys
 Now what exscuse you got to play?
 You got a wife and baby on the way?
 Well, that makes it mo better
 We gon work this shit together
 We gonna stack enough loochie to get your girls gift from Gucci
 And send your baby to college and ain't no gettin caught
 Cause we gon use the type of knowledge that they never tripped off of
 befo
 They ain't even ready for this hellified shit we got in sto (That's
 right)
 And I done used the G to hook up that manpower
 Shit have the okay to folks taught Pillsbury how to push flour
 Now all we gotta do is make sure this shit go through, partna (Right)
 Now call your crew, cause we got work to do
 *talking* It's a fifty-fifty chance that you can get stuck
 And then snake eyes are crafted, and we shit outta luck
 *singing* It's the roll of the dice
 That you can't afford to lose
 *talking* But if we make this shit work the whole crew gon come up
 With thousands in the Seiko's, Dane's, and fat pocketbooks.
 *singing* It's the nature of the business
 It's the smugglers who lose
 Verse 2:
 *rapping* Next level in the game, homey, it's time to get this shit
 movin
 We went up fifty 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 troops
 They'll be the ones in the casino lines dressed in blue suits
 And afta Shorty, Vic, and Spider done picked up the shit
 They gon lay low a few days to make the trip look legit (That's right)
 But, just in case them niggaz get any fucked up ideas
 We gon send Wino and Big Homie to watch our back with the gear (Right)
 And then them niggaz gonna take the midnight train to Dallas (Dallas)
 We got to hook up them baggage plans to Ras Kass, Misses Alice
 The cool thing about her is that if she get caught
 It's still all in the family so she ain't gonna sell a nigga out
 *talking*
 Aight, then, maybe they should get a U-Haul pack that shit in a
 matress
 *rapping*
 Nah, they best go Greyhound, it's still the same as motherfuckin taxes
 And all we gotta do is hold our breath about three more days
 And cross our fingers, and hope nobody get popped along the way
 *talking* You can make this quick lick and be set up for life
 But if your ass get stuck, I hope it ain't your third strike
 *singing* It's the roll of the dice
 That you can't afford to lose
 *talking* And them things you last expect, sometimes out there waitin
 But I hope you understand if you caught then you ain't got shit to say
 *singing* It's the nature of the business
 It's the smugglers who lose
 It's the roll of the dice
 That you can't afford to lose
 It's the nature of the business
 It's the smugglers who lose
 Verse 3:
 *talking* Everything is goin according to plan
 This shit is on its way to the man, to the man
 Sit next to the goddamned man (Right)
 But there's one thing you should know
 There's some bustas on the bus talkin loud and drinkin and actin the
 fool,
 That shit ain't cool (Say what?)
 Now, I don't want to have to switch this loc
 So, send some bodies to the next stop to get this under control
 (They on they way)
 But be aware that they all wearin navy uniforms
 And they got medals and patches and shit, they think that say Desert
 Storm
 And they got "Gung Ho" written all over they chest
 So tell Lek Ratt, D-Dog, P.S. to wear they vest
 It's gettin kinda cold out here so I'ma have to be gone
 *sirens and helicopters*
 Wait, here that? Oh, I think somethin wrong *gunshots*
 What's Up? Baby, what's goin on, man? What! What the fuck happenin?
 Aw, shit, my nigga, I'ma have to face shit
 I think somebody set us up, there's feds all over the place
 *rapping* That's the name of the game, that's the way the game go
 Sometimes you rise high, and sometimes you sink low
 *singing* It's the roll of the dice
 That you can't afford to lose
 *rapping* If you make it back to the hood then I'll see you around
 But if they got somebody watchin, then stay your ass outta town
 *singing* It's the nature of the business
 It's the smugglers who lose
 It's the roll of the dice
 That you can't afford to lose
 It's the nature of the business
 It's the smugglers who lose
 It's the roll of the dice
 That you can't afford to lose