Casulties of a Dice Game Songtext
von Big L

It′s Flamboyant, y'all
Yeah, yeah yeah, Corleone y′all

Me and my man was cruising through the streets and everything was flowing nice
The corner's crowded, niggaz 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 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 losing, then I started throwing head crack

After head crack, got my bread back, jumped in my red ac'
I′m waiting for my nigga to come out of the spot
I see niggaz 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 niggaz 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 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, 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 feelin' weak out on my feet


But before I got some medical help, I had to catch a cab first
To 141st in Broadhurst
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 goin′ 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 50 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 knocking on the pearly gates

Yeah, casualties of a dice game
Never gamble with snakes
Let that be a lesson to you
Yeah, it's Corleone y′all
Yeah, it's Flamboyant y′all
Big L, y'all, Flamboyant, baby, yeah

Big L, uh
Big L, yeah, it's Flamboyant y′all, yeah