Lyrics:
It's the 8 rulez on the streets
You live by this, you won't get holed up
1, never let a nigga know yo business
2, always start what you finish
3,
to kill
and end the brutality inflicted on us by cops
Best believe I won't stop
Teachin' science in step with Farrakhan
Drop a dope bomb, word to Islam
on the street my brudda got a chain
Told 'em ride 'round town with a big gold glock
Won't get caught, won't ever fold
Heart so cold, it coulda' went in ice box
drinking myself to sleep
Just thinking bout how I'm in too deep
If I quit now, it's gon kill me
But no I won't fold, no I don't crease
I jump on road,
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Ready or not, here we come, here comes trouble in the club
Eleven, twelve, thirteen,
little
Bit by bit
I should stop caring
But my love won't quit
Little by little by little by little by little
Little by little by little
Little by
dis money
An I aint gon stop for nothin
Turned nothin into something
Had ta keep them hunnids cuming
100 miles a runnin gunnin
Cuz I cant stop I wont
I'm just trying to make a way
Stuck in my ways make a nigga feel a way
Aura dripping on stage, I been doing my thang
Can't stop, never fold, won't
until I stop breathing and screaming and Imma keep reaching my goal
Done with the preaching it's old
It's a game of cards, I'll never fold
Wait for
thinking, but thinking won't stop problems
My mindset just starts problems
That I can't control
Suggest a repressive before I start to fold
On the road right
thinking, but thinking won't stop problems
My mindset just starts problems
That I can't control
Suggest a repressive before I start to fold
On the road right
fold
Here I'm giving knowledge
God body on my body
Who gon stop me? (Me)
That ain't never ever ever in the logic
And I ain't never ever moving out
be a zone to take over
The earth is ravaged by that demon
Carnival of horrors await's
It seems like it may never stop
While he's puppetting you for
I'm plotting on the next five mill
Only entertaining six-figure deals
But fuck the money, need a Grammy
And a big house for my whole family
Won't stop
Well...you like to make love?
I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I said "you look so good, and your so
Timberland
I won't stop 'til I cop a house
As big as your project block
Plus I like to shop a lot so
I got to get this guap
Grind grind all the time 24 7 365
I
perfect
I won't quit 'til the good Lord says my work is done
Like a faded out song on the radio, done
Like the cowboy gets the girl when the credits roll
know but I've been told, you live this way you won't grow old
Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit
Bad habits, bad habits
I love to smoke, I smoke seven thousand packs a day, okay?
And I am never fucking quitting I don't care how many laws they make
What's the law now?
Three fifty seven that's my shell catcher (What)
Undead fuck 'ya BM he a homewrecker (Yeah)
Bitch I'm extra grimy move like Los Zetas (Ona G)
That
Pale of sluts with host at fault
One day we won't pay your debt
Our centipedes will get theirs yet
Fold the river by the lips
As a cruel
and I won't stop giving you this truth till the clock don't tic tock
I'm from the bottom so it's hard to see the tip top
I ain't home tell the devil he
can we forget the past
Cause being by myself ain't nothing I'm use to
Can't stop can't stop loving yo ass
Can't stop won't stop chasing this bag
Like I
where, you could be in Russia I'ma touch ya
Vocal assassin, motivated by cash
Shoot for the loot, brownies and black mags
Don't stop, keep goin' don't
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