Luyện nghe bài hát Ten Crack Commandments

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

It's the ten commandments, what?
Nigga can't tell me nothing this coke
Can't me nothing about this crack, this weed, my hustlin' niggas
Niggas on the corner I ain't forget you niggas, my beam niggas

I've been in this game for years, it made me an
It's to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A booklet for you to get
Your game on track, not wig pushed back
Rule Uno, never let no one know
How much dough you hold you know
The breed jealousy 'specially
If that man fucked up, get yo' ass up
Number 2, let 'em know your next move
you know Bad Boys move in silence and violence?
Take it from highness
I squeezed mad clips at these cats for their bricks and chips
3, never trust no-bo-dy
Your moms'll set that ass up, gassed up
and masked up, shit, for that fast buck
She be laying in the bushes to that ass up
Number 4, I know you heard this
Never get high on own supply
Number 5, never sell no where you rest at
I don't if they want a ounce, tell 'em bounce!
Number 6, that credit? Dead it
You think a crackhead paying you back, shit it!
7, this rule is so
Keep your family and business completely
Money and blood mix like 2 dicks and no bitch
yourself in serious shit
Number 8, never no weight on you!
Them cats that your guns can hold jums too
9 shoulda been Number 1 to me,
If you ain't bagged stay the fuck from police
If niggas think you snitchin' they trying to listen
They be in your kitchen, waiting to start hittin'
Number 10, a strong word called
for live men, not for freshmen
If you got the clientele, say "hell no!"
'Cause they gon' they money rain sleet hail snow
Follow these rules you'll mad bread to break up
If not, 24 years on the up
Slug hit your temple, your frame shake up
Caretaker did your makeup, you passed
Your girl my man Jake up, heard in three weeks
She sniffed a whole of cake up
she suck a good dick, and can hook a steak up
Gotta go gotta go, more to bake up, word up