Lyrics:
[Dave Bing]
The fuck is wrong with y'all niggaz
You think this shit is a game nigga
Like it ain't about murder and cocaine nigga
The fuck is wrong
don't half-step, without protection
The rules of the game is, spit first
until you see his wig burst, before he flame his
You see a man gon' claim his
the cannon camcorder bendin' over
Blowin' game by the quarter weed over in the Rover nigga
From Philly to where I'm landin I'm a cannon.
And I'm on that
straight to the top
They cost a stack, so don't step on the shoes
And ya know I'm strapped, I'ma play by the rules
You know me, I walked up in the spot,
soldier, my niggas soldiers from the Magnolia
If you see me in that Range Rover, the game over
A hangover is what I'ma have
I eat them crawfish and them
it and cock it, back!
Lyrics will pop ya splat!
BackwoodyHarrison the bat got my back
Rappin' addict, leavin' rappers flabbergasted
Cash rules like I’m
of the street,rules you get to understand
if you live by it you die by it
Gu with it cheffing up good food in the basement
Seven six twos turns you victim cooperating
pressed on
Get your flex on, like fuckin off that song
lookin like you gotta vest on
By the way you thinkin you gotta peel with it
But if you can't deal
talkin' shit when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo
to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Third Question like A.I
Say hi,
spend they pocketbook
From the O-town
Where I grew up 'round a lotta crooks
Shit, my dad sold enough cocaine
To make him shook and my big sis had enough
shit was common ‘cause that year we won a bowl game. Everybody in the after party smoked a bowl, man.
Nowadays, I just try to take it day-by-day,
'Til I
By the time you hear the record checking in at Turks and Caicos
Wheel of Fortune winnings, Punta Cana spinning pesos
Pro Progress, no I'm no novice
and hate is separated by a thin line
Identical I can't tell em apart in real time
Somehow I feel fine
Play the game but I don't make the rules
I'm bad with
I'm back, I'm here to play
New rules, same game
I might be crazy insane
But I'm not your average guy
Punching at 9, chasing that 5
I came to make it
any motherfucker.
Listen to my words make you sit make you reason
Spice in my flows I'm the reason dem be sneezing
You wanna play game? I'm the rule
the same old game,
Somebody's been shouting,
Let me be by the stage.
Ain't it high time we went? (4x)
Well, it's twelve o'clock and I got there,
Didn't
Ignite
I am cursed with the ice
Can make a man from mice
To continue my rule I gotta stay cool all my life
Cause I'm
I'm V.I.C.T.O. With the R
Tell em
the weed
I ran wild deep in the game off of change
Nigga bitch won't fuck 'em nigga won't kill me
But its all in the game
See pop was too busy doin' his
Constant
Every toc we take it from the top
It's that 1 2 3 o'clock 4 o'clock rock
Get your app open
Plot the course you gotta trot
When the mad potent drop
(Look nigga, you know the name)
(Where we from nigga? 718)
(Brooklyn! M plus O plus P!)
C'mon c'mon, c-c-c'mon!
(M plus O plus P!)
Check it
it slow (driving it slow)
Don't call me 'bout the punk rock ho (punk rock ho)
Play by the rules, bruh, you know how it go (uh)
Nigga, don't check
likkle fishes back up off my name (Ayy, ayy)
I ain't gotta be a rapper with a chain
Cah the rules are kinda different when you're baddin' up the game
*sung by Otis & Shug*
Let`s get Sick Wid It baby
Sick Wid it baby, yeahehyeahyeahehyeahhahah
Let`s get Sick Wid It baby
Said I`m gonna get so
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