Lyrics:
a substitute crack jokes I ain’t trippin these my hustla boots Hey hey hey hey by the rules young nigga we don’t play em i got a whole lotta money what I’m
I got back at the hood
Why they think Im a fool
Young but big for the hood sorry my drip got you cappin you should
Back ive been touring they know
I'd burn myself in the same place that I did last week
I'd jump four stories higher than what they told me yesterday
I'd crash boom kow ba-bang
Yea, yea, uh
Big Dog, Big Bark off the leash now
A nigga way too far outta reach now
I can tell you in ya feelings nigga deep down
I knew ya shot
Standing in the red and blue corner
Looking built to brawl
Weighin in at a catch weight too big for y'all
With an impressive record
No wins losses
Protected by goons with sticks
Living by street rules
Fuck all those politics
Fucking with crew killers
Using them hollow tips
Ballin out with big game
first
That God of brimstone you kneel and pray to
I was there, when he was heir to the throne
Got his big bang on, theories change
I'm able to get my
Yeah
Man, I don't even want to do this song
Okay
Let's go
Ever since the Big Bang...
I've been cooking in the Universe's belly
Perfection took 13.8
and T rowed
(Big Syke)
We commence to smash, get the cash, that's all we wanted
Wid desire expired cause every hood is haunted
By killas and jackers, tryna
the morning!
I got big C-Style on the grill
Eastside! Keepin' it way real
Dogg Dogg, LBC
If you got beef, with DPG,
Then holla at me, the D-O-G
If you
Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
Indicated by
that
'Kay, I'm back, and I've made a few calls
Made a track that will break a few rules
Never mind Marvel, this could be
The most ambitious crossover
Who dat, who dat
I got the flame
That automatic bang
And I’m here to change the game
And we ain’t never been the same
You bitch made, while I go
the Jag you saw me driving
That's for everyday stuntin'
Loud pipes, big rims
So you can see when I'm coming
[Baby]
I don't give a fuck nigga
Ain't no rules
Damn fourf I just hate it was you, we from a place they don't play by the rules
You gotta stay by a tool, much rather spend my day in the shoe
make your favourite rapper, running suicidal by a motherfucking thought
Choosing to choose me? I ain’t no skr skr rapper, I’m only the first
That’s
By nature I’m just a horny and hungry creature, evil in demeanor
My penis is big as a meter, my ego big as my weiner
When feigning for senoritas, Old
some yay,
Playin with heavy weight, i'mma end ( ? )
Don't hesistate, better play it cool, shipe
I'm up the big two, shipe, go by the rule, shipe
Drop
Roddy (Slut), We blowing biscotti She know ima big Cat Run wit the mob don’t get yo ass robbed they call me John Gotti, smoking big pack gas just fuck up
and murder all day
It's rules, guidelines, and codes, we obey
Don't even trip, IMD it's that I claim
Infamous Mobb Deep nigga, ready to bang
Nigga don't
know by now then you’ll never know me
I gave you a hint, I threw you some clues
I’m a man that like to move by his own set of rules
I don’t get along
Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
Indicated by
the nigga
I ran in and out and laid down the rules
Made sure he understood everything was cool
After 3 hours he pulled in my drive way
With all my money
Throughout the cold nights we be cashin in
Makin dollars, makin shit pop around here
Fiends, niggas and cops and gangbangers rule my block
My
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