-hop, just hop, 'cause I pop, 'cause I pop When you see the Rule comin' Clear the block, hop, just hop, 'cause I pop, 'cause I pop When you see the chrome
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though Shots in the spinal from my rivals Cross the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, drop the top, we'll mess around Shit, it's the kid rapper's
1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight They're all
Throw D's on that bitch, bought her tits like Pamela's Spend a whole day tryin' to take all my stamina Never that still got more for Tamara Pusha's
mean business Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the life Guns n' roses mafia proses
bible a beg But some a fool never know di rule Dem never did got to Basement Jaxx school Be we's willing fi teach dem fi a shilling Make sure he's not
'm realy glad ya called me We can cruise, sip some brew or go straight to the telly Pop some lead & let's get ready, swear you'll never forget it It's
and elevatin, believe us who stay for the real waitin [Chorus] (X2) [Verse 3: Wish Bone] (Oh) Now it's a miracle, you know that Bone's gon' pop,
yea it's hot on this block Nigga got everything short a cannons wild n out but i ain't Nick Cannon/ nigga got M-11s SR-15s and i plan to let niggas have
niggas break golden rules Gotta walk the walk in your own shoes Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, them niggas going platinum every time I'm ready to ride, you ready to ride? It's
night Nigga so cool, I ain't worried 'bout no fight I rule too deep, I want some pussy and a mic We got them motherfuckin' 2's on site My bitch hit shawtay 'n
they wanna see your man go in the casket Rule number one, keep your g** and get your a** hit, that's it Lights off and your body's stiff By the same n****s
Yeah, ooh You n****s know what time it is? It's time for that gangsta s*** We ain't got s*** to live for You either headed for the pen Or you're on your
runnin' em One, drama 'n I get the gun out the couch, run out the house With the loaded pistol stuck in his crouch one You fuck it up for all of the rest You 'n
your weapon fucking with the Bad-N-Fluenz clique Fuck it, it's just another nigga dead I pulled the trigger and I figure lead, that's when the nigga
covered wit rocks 'Cause I think not, I pop shots, I double what y'all got Ya hotshots, ain't got blocks, ya punta muchacha From the days in school, now a motherfucker rule
Yeah! Come on! What it is? It's the P-L-A -N-E-T R-O-C-K Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio W Q H T gonna play
