Nature of the Business

(Right)
(Dallas)
Now, I don't want to have to switch this loc

Sometimes you rise high and sometimes you sink low
(It's the nature of the business)
(It's the smugglers who lose)
If you make it back to the hood then I'll see you around
But if we make this shit work the whole crew gon' come up

We got the contacts in Vegas that's where we go got our troops
It's the roll of the dice
And afta Shorty Vic, and Spider done picked up the shit
Now what excuse you got to play?
You got a wife and baby on the way?
It's the smugglers who lose

Now I ain't talkin' 'bout no bullshit ass flippin' Z's
(Right)
They ain't even ready for this hellified shit we got in sto'
(What, what the fuck happenin'?)
Nigga, we could all come up loc, we could all make grips
(It's the nature of the business)

Aw, shit, my nigga, I'ma have to face shit

That's the name of the game, that's the way the game go
'Cause you and I go way back and I know you done been around

'Cause we gon' use the type of knowledge
And send your baby to college and ain't no gettin' caught
But, just in case them niggaz get any fucked up ideas
I'm talkin' Trump type access, they comin' off a gang of keys
Everything is goin' according to plan
Sit next to the goddamned man
To get this under control
They'll be the ones in the casino lines dressed in blue suits
It's the nature of the business

That you can't afford to lose
That you can't afford to lose
There's some bustas on the bus talkin' loud
They all wearin' navy uniforms

(That's right)
That they never tripped off of befo'
Nah, they best go Greyhound, it's still the same as motherfuckin' taxes
This shit is on its way to the man, to the man

(Say what?)
But I hope you understand if you caught then you ain't got shit to say

Next level in the game, homey, it's time to get this shit movin'
It's still all in the family so she ain't gonna sell a nigga out
And then them niggaz gonna take the midnight train to Dallas
(That you can't afford to lose)
And they got "Gung Ho" written all over they chest
It's a fifty-fifty chance that you can get stuck
But there's one thing you should know
(That you can't afford to lose)
Now call your crew 'cause we got work to do
(It's the nature of the business)
It's the nature of the business
Wait, here that? Oh, I think somethin' wrong
We gon' send Wino and Big Homie to watch our back with the gear
And I done used the G to hook up that manpower
We went up fifty keys on speck and now we got some shit to prove it

And them things you last expect, sometimes out there waitin'
And all we gotta do is hold our breath about three more days
(It's the roll of the dice)
But if your ass get stuck, I hope it ain't your third strike
(It's the roll of the dice)
They think that say Desert Storm
But if they got somebody watchin', then stay your ass outta town
(It's the smugglers who lose)

(It's the roll of the dice)
It's the nature of the business
(Right)
(That you can't afford to lose)

With thousands in the Seiko's Dane's and fat pocketbooks
So tell Lek Ratt, D-Dog, P.S. to wear they vest

(What's Up? Baby, what's goin' on, man?)
It's the roll of the dice
It's the smugglers who lose
You can make this quick lick and be set up for life
And drinkin' and actin' the fool that shit ain't cool
And cross our fingers and hope nobody get popped along the way
Shit have the okay to folks taught Pillsbury how to push flour
Aight, then, maybe they should get a U-Haul pack that shit in a mattress
And they got medals and patches and shit
(They on their way)
So, send some bodies to the next stop
The cool thing about her is that if she get caught

They gon' lay low a few days to make the trip look legit
(That's right)
I think somebody set us up, there's feds all over the place
It's the smugglers who lose
It's the roll of the dice
And then snake eyes are crafted and we shit outta luck
We got to hook up them baggage plans to Ras Kass, Misses Alice

We gonna stack enough loochie to get your girls gift from Gucci
Now all we gotta do is make sure this shit go through, partna
(Right)
Well, that makes it mo better, we gon' work this shit together
It's gettin' kinda cold out here so I'ma have to be gone
(It's the smugglers who lose)
I got a little proposition, homey, check it out, we gonna put it down
But be aware that

These peeps that I know done put me up on some shit