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Big L - Casualties Of A Dice Game
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[big l] Its flamboyant yall Yeah, yeah yeah, corleone yall Me and my man was cruisin through the streets and everything was flowin nice The corners crowded, niggaz must be rollin dice I parked the ride so my nigga iroc can crash the lye spot And ima gamble until he come back - why not? Click-clack, cock the gat back, gotta be strapped The game was mad packed, mad cats pockets was fat They playin cee-lo, my dick get hard when I see dough I bets nothin less than a g yo, you know my steelo First I was losin then I started throwin headcrack After headcrack, got my bread back, jumped in my red ac Im waitin for my nigga to come out of the spot I see niggaz startin to plot, and Im far from my block Finally he walked out, told him, hop the fuck in On my face he saw the grin and said, how much did you win? I estimated about, 45 maybe 50 gs My man was hungry so I dropped him off at mickey ds Now Im alone, headin home to rest my dome Spotted some niggaz trailin so I picked up the phone Called bones, I said, yo son, Im on the run Need your help before I get done Meet me downstairs, bring your big gun I dont believe this, this nigga said he cant make it Cause some bitch is in his house butt-naked And then he hung up And this supposed to be my man and he dont give a fuck That duck sold me out just to get a nut, what? Im cruisin fast and they still behind me The same nigga who I won the money from, and his grimy crimey Its about to get, real hasty Grabbed the steel, took it off safety Cause I refuse to let these niggaz waste me I started to cruise fast, then stopped short and made em crash And now them fags is all bloody from the shattered glass And one of them had passed, when his face smashed the dash I was injured too, leakin with a deep gash I aint panicked, I was quite calm Couldnt use the right arm, so I grabbed the gat with the left Walked up to the car the creep was stuck in the seat Looked at him, shook my head then started buckin my heat Its over now, cause both of these motherfuckers asleep I think Im dyin, Im feelin weak out on my feet But before I got some medical help, I had to catch a cab first To one-forty-first and bradhurst Thats where bones live, walked in the buildin, staggerin Lookin tore down, shot his door down and beat his whore down From the look in my eye, he knew he would die Started to cry, stuck the gat to his head and said, why? Then he offered me, all of his cheese Then dropped to his knees and begged me please not to squeeze Then his brains got blast out, hes ass-out, then I dashed out Into the streets covered with blood, about to pass out The hospitals up, a couple of blocks, Im on my way but Damn, here comes a couple of cops; I pulled out And started blowin they started blowin back Im goin all out I aint holdin back, I been to jail once and I aint goin back I kept shootin, one shot caught a cop dead in his top The other pig ducked behind a big truck I was bleedin real bad, and couldnt stop it But still had the fifty thou profit in my pockets The coast was clear, so I jetted to a park that was near Seen kids playin everywhere then threw the cash in the air I watched all of them, run for they share And all I can do was stare I got weak and fell on my rear Now I can hear the sirens, that means here comes the jakes But its too late, Im knockin on the pearly gates Yeah, casualties of a dice game Never gamble with snakes Let that be a lesson to ya Yeah, its corleone yall Yeah, its flamboyant yall Big l yall, flamboyant baby, yeah Big l.. uhh Big l.. yeah, its flamboyant yall, yeah
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