Coolio, Al Wilson - Nature of the Business lyrics
[Coolio, Al Wilson - Nature of the Business lyrics]
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
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
It's a fifty-fifty chance that
You can get stuck
And then snake eyes are crafted
And we shit outta luck
It's the roll of the dice
That you can't afford to lose
But if we make this shit work
The whole crew gon come up
With thousands in the Seiko's, Dane's
And fat pocketbooks
It's the nature of the business
It's the smugglers who lose
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 suit's
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 niggas
Get any fucked up ideas
We gon send Wino and Big Homie to
Watch our back with the gear (Right)
And then them niggas 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 aight, then
Maybe they should get a U-Haul pack
That shit in a matress
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
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
It's the roll of the dice
That you can't afford to lose
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
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
Everything is goin according to plan
This shit is on it's 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, PS to wear they vest
It's gettin kinda cold out here so
I'mma have to be gone wait, here that? Oh
I think somethin wrong
What's Up? Baby, what's goin on
Man? What! What the fuck happenin?
Aw, shit, my nigga, I'mma have to face shit
I think somebody set us up
There's feds all over the place
That's the name of the game
That's the way the game go
Sometimes you rise high
And sometimes you sink low
It's the roll of the dice
That you can't afford to lose
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
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
That you can't afford to lose
It's the nature of the business
It's the smugglers who lose
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
It's a fifty-fifty chance that
You can get stuck
And then snake eyes are crafted
And we shit outta luck
It's the roll of the dice
That you can't afford to lose
But if we make this shit work
The whole crew gon come up
With thousands in the Seiko's, Dane's
And fat pocketbooks
It's the nature of the business
It's the smugglers who lose
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 suit's
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 niggas
Get any fucked up ideas
We gon send Wino and Big Homie to
Watch our back with the gear (Right)
And then them niggas 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 aight, then
Maybe they should get a U-Haul pack
That shit in a matress
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
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
It's the roll of the dice
That you can't afford to lose
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
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
Everything is goin according to plan
This shit is on it's 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, PS to wear they vest
It's gettin kinda cold out here so
I'mma have to be gone wait, here that? Oh
I think somethin wrong
What's Up? Baby, what's goin on
Man? What! What the fuck happenin?
Aw, shit, my nigga, I'mma have to face shit
I think somebody set us up
There's feds all over the place
That's the name of the game
That's the way the game go
Sometimes you rise high
And sometimes you sink low
It's the roll of the dice
That you can't afford to lose
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
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