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breddren
I play by my own rules like the reverend
Revelling in the fact I got the gold medal in
Every Olympic rap that there has better been
Best MC who

I don't want to sit in no fancy crib
Time goes by, I wish I could fly, that would be lit
I'm big dreamer 
Can't believe I was a drug dealer
I went OT

touch it
Woke up today
Getting money
Who got it like I
Young nigga from K Y
So may I
Say I
Will never play by the rules
Caution
Fuck do I look like a fool

diligent, played middleman, now I'm thanking my God
The bag is infinite, zeroes and o's we past illiterate
Going for goals, the score is unlimited
Sorry

Started off as a little nigga
I was out to get it
Had a half a rack at fifteen
I turned around and flipped it
By nineteen I was trapping hard

just got caught up in my dreams

I was a nice guy
Yeah I played by the rules
Yet I still feel like
I've been used like a tool
I walk away from this

like that dude
My crew don’t play by the rules
Fuck with my brother I pull out that tool
Gotta get it that’s a must
Fuck that lil bitch I can’t give her

a freaky lil fella
Dark not yellow
I like to smack that ass
Watch It shake like jellow.
You can grab me by my hair and let me taste the rainbow
I got

MONEY MAKE THE WORLD SPIN, N#### BE THE PAWNS THERE WAS A TIMES WE WERE KINGS BUT THEM DAYS LONG GONE
S#### GOT MACKED BY THEY MASTERS BUT NOW THEY

But your daddy's on the watch, keep on tippity toes
Had to play by the rules, but I found the cheat codes, huh
Took a snake out of Eden, kept the free

so don't knock ah nigga off his grove
I'm not ah handyman but I keep all kinda tools
If you say you know the game den play it by the rules
I run wit

(Uh)
(Gang)
I go by Tarantino
Niggas childish like Gambino
Stacking green I feel like Ceelo
Ian fucking with no weak hoe
Niggas shooting like a free

of those
Make them hoes touch ya toes for a bag a dro
Or a half a O
I remember 29th St
Whole squad one house
Every day a new bitch getting
World starred

of spazz crew its proven
Nigga, pay your dues, you're past due here
This cash rules, you're looking at the wrong paper, this bad news
Relax junior, you

Unit, it's time to attack our prey
So make way for hip-hop's Green Beret
Bring on the refills, you see we feel
The name of the blame game
Is kill or be

jag är VD
Nästa steg vi är serie, yeah yeah
O livet är för kort
Varje dag vi begår brott
Jag fick sitta och en gick bort
När vi äter de är well

Harm me with harmony
Dave drop a load on 'em
OPP, how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have why'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O

to na track
Selvagem como leão, bro respect
O mundo em conexão, click clack
Canal em explosão, B black

In this game you can never relax
(Never relax,

(Aight)
(Uh, sss) Coming out an awakened sleep
(Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
The game and I been split by six degrees
It's all within reach, not one

its over boy you lose
Play it by the rules, lets ya baby mama choose
And I hate to break the news but she leavin' wit the crew
I just pulled up

But if they fuckin lie
Or try to act dumb 
Then they getting cut off, thats the rule of the thumb 
So stop with the games 
And stop being lame 
Before I

enemies 
Know me by name
If K.I.L.O. ain't killing em
I want the blame
Buy build renovate cha land
Motivate cha people
Tap em in
More to make 
The profits

Uallreadiekno

Khujo Goodie

The Man Not the Dawg [Chopped and Screwed]

on Balboa
You Apollo king
I may look like a rapper but I'm a known clapper
Cleaning out your stash
Slanging hot brass
In a class, all by myself
You slept, I

for ol dude
Fuck nigga fake as O'dules
Code of ethics bitch I play by the rules
Don't get fool by no glitz and no glam
When its said and don I'll be