This is a song about "Dice"

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Roll the dice, if he gets lucky, he's still alive while he's not dead though he must be

Life is like a pair of dice and boy do i love gambling

Blowing money fast looking like i'm saving nothing

Life ain't a paradise, too many lies n' lives thrown away like a pair of dice.

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

No comparing dice, like the devil lets us smell advice, guilt of a sinners

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Randy, you feelin' lucky then roll the dice twice,

Land of the rich on one dice roll,

Purify that woman soul

My thoughts curved, they helped me roll over the dice

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice