Song | Casualties Of A Dice Game |
Artist | Big L |
Album | The Big Picture |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Coleman, Turner | |
It's Flamboyant y'all | |
Yeah, yeah yeah, Corleone y'all | |
Me and my man was cruisin through the streets and everything was flowin nice | |
The corner's crowded, niggaz must be rollin dice | |
I parked the ride so my nigga Iroc can crash the lye spot | |
and I'ma 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' | |
I'm waitin for my nigga to come out of the spot | |
I see niggaz startin to plot, and I'm 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 G's | |
My man was hungry so I dropped him off at Mickey D's | |
Now I'm alone, headin home to rest my dome | |
Spotted some niggaz trailin so I picked up the phone | |
Called Bones, I said, 'Yo son, I'm on the run | |
Need your help before I get done | |
Meet me downstairs, bring your big gun' | |
I don't believe this, this nigga said he can't 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 don't give a fuck | |
That duck sold me out just to get a nut, what? | |
I'm cruisin fast and they still behind me | |
The same nigga who I won the money from, and his grimy crimey | |
It's 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 ain't panicked, I was quite calm | |
Couldn't 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 | |
It's over now, cause both of these motherfuckers asleep | |
I think I'm dyin, I'm 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 | |
That's 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, he's ass-out, then I dashed out | |
into the streets covered with blood, about to pass out | |
The hospital's up, a couple of blocks, I'm on my way but | |
damn, here comes a couple of cops; I pulled out | |
and started blowin they started blowin back I'm goin all out | |
I ain't holdin back, I been to jail once and I ain't 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 couldn't 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 it's too late, I'm knockin on the pearly gates | |
Yeah, casualties of a dice game | |
Never gamble with snakes | |
Let that be a lesson to ya | |
Yeah, it's Corleone y'all | |
Yeah, it's Flamboyant y'all | |
Big L y'all, Flamboyant baby, yeah | |
Big L.. uhh | |
Big L.. yeah, it's Flamboyant y'all, yeah |
zuo qu : Coleman, Turner | |
It' s Flamboyant y' all | |
Yeah, yeah yeah, Corleone y' all | |
Me and my man was cruisin through the streets and everything was flowin nice | |
The corner' s crowded, niggaz must be rollin dice | |
I parked the ride so my nigga Iroc can crash the lye spot | |
and I' ma gamble until he come back why not? | |
Clickclack, cock the gat back, gotta be strapped | |
The game was mad packed, mad cats pockets was fat | |
They playin ceelo, 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' | |
I' m waitin for my nigga to come out of the spot | |
I see niggaz startin to plot, and I' m 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 G' s | |
My man was hungry so I dropped him off at Mickey D' s | |
Now I' m alone, headin home to rest my dome | |
Spotted some niggaz trailin so I picked up the phone | |
Called Bones, I said, ' Yo son, I' m on the run | |
Need your help before I get done | |
Meet me downstairs, bring your big gun' | |
I don' t believe this, this nigga said he can' t make it | |
cause some bitch is in his house buttnaked | |
and then he hung up | |
And this supposed to be my man and he don' t give a fuck | |
That duck sold me out just to get a nut, what? | |
I' m cruisin fast and they still behind me | |
The same nigga who I won the money from, and his grimy crimey | |
It' s 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 ain' t panicked, I was quite calm | |
Couldn' t 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 | |
It' s over now, cause both of these motherfuckers asleep | |
I think I' m dyin, I' m feelin weak out on my feet | |
but before I got some medical help, I had to catch a cab first | |
to onefortyfirst and Bradhurst | |
That' s 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, he' s assout, then I dashed out | |
into the streets covered with blood, about to pass out | |
The hospital' s up, a couple of blocks, I' m on my way but | |
damn, here comes a couple of cops I pulled out | |
and started blowin they started blowin back I' m goin all out | |
I ain' t holdin back, I been to jail once and I ain' t 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 couldn' t 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 it' s too late, I' m knockin on the pearly gates | |
Yeah, casualties of a dice game | |
Never gamble with snakes | |
Let that be a lesson to ya | |
Yeah, it' s Corleone y' all | |
Yeah, it' s Flamboyant y' all | |
Big L y' all, Flamboyant baby, yeah | |
Big L.. uhh | |
Big L.. yeah, it' s Flamboyant y' all, yeah |
zuò qǔ : Coleman, Turner | |
It' s Flamboyant y' all | |
Yeah, yeah yeah, Corleone y' all | |
Me and my man was cruisin through the streets and everything was flowin nice | |
The corner' s crowded, niggaz must be rollin dice | |
I parked the ride so my nigga Iroc can crash the lye spot | |
and I' ma gamble until he come back why not? | |
Clickclack, cock the gat back, gotta be strapped | |
The game was mad packed, mad cats pockets was fat | |
They playin ceelo, 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' | |
I' m waitin for my nigga to come out of the spot | |
I see niggaz startin to plot, and I' m 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 G' s | |
My man was hungry so I dropped him off at Mickey D' s | |
Now I' m alone, headin home to rest my dome | |
Spotted some niggaz trailin so I picked up the phone | |
Called Bones, I said, ' Yo son, I' m on the run | |
Need your help before I get done | |
Meet me downstairs, bring your big gun' | |
I don' t believe this, this nigga said he can' t make it | |
cause some bitch is in his house buttnaked | |
and then he hung up | |
And this supposed to be my man and he don' t give a fuck | |
That duck sold me out just to get a nut, what? | |
I' m cruisin fast and they still behind me | |
The same nigga who I won the money from, and his grimy crimey | |
It' s 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 ain' t panicked, I was quite calm | |
Couldn' t 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 | |
It' s over now, cause both of these motherfuckers asleep | |
I think I' m dyin, I' m feelin weak out on my feet | |
but before I got some medical help, I had to catch a cab first | |
to onefortyfirst and Bradhurst | |
That' s 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, he' s assout, then I dashed out | |
into the streets covered with blood, about to pass out | |
The hospital' s up, a couple of blocks, I' m on my way but | |
damn, here comes a couple of cops I pulled out | |
and started blowin they started blowin back I' m goin all out | |
I ain' t holdin back, I been to jail once and I ain' t 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 couldn' t 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 it' s too late, I' m knockin on the pearly gates | |
Yeah, casualties of a dice game | |
Never gamble with snakes | |
Let that be a lesson to ya | |
Yeah, it' s Corleone y' all | |
Yeah, it' s Flamboyant y' all | |
Big L y' all, Flamboyant baby, yeah | |
Big L.. uhh | |
Big L.. yeah, it' s Flamboyant y' all, yeah |