Casualties of a Dice Game Lyrics

[Intro]
It's Flamboyant y'all
Yeah, yeah yeah, Corleone y'all

[Verse]
Me and my man was cruising through the streets and everything was flowing nice
The corner's crowded, niggas must be rolling 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 playing cee-lo, my dick get hard when I see dough
I bets nothing less than a G yo, you know my steelo
First I was losing then I started throwing 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 niggas starting 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, heading home to rest my dome
Spotted some niggas trailing 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 cruising 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 niggas 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, leaking 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 bucking my heat
It's over now 'cause both of these motherfuckers asleep

I think I'm dying, I'm feeling 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 building, staggering
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 blowing they started blowing back I'm going all out
I ain't holding back, I been to jail once and I ain't goin back
I kept shooting, one shot caught a cop dead in his top
The other pig ducked behind a big truck
I was bleeding 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 playing everywhere then threw the cash in the air
I watched all of them, run for their 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 knocking on the pearly gates
[Outro]
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

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The Devil’s Son himself tells an elaborate story of success, betrayal, and what could happen if you gamble with the wrong people…

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