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There's rules on these streets that we all go by Dope on these that you don't buy Girls in these streets that you let by People on streets that you don't try
I got this hook-up with a Jamaican, he got that Roll it up, fold it up, now sky high Certain people that you try Certain that you don't buy
Listen, live, never try to that fast sale 'Cause when you do, you be on Right Street making When you ride, you better clean Don't put no in your pocket Leaving stains in them jeans
We living life and hard knocks of y'all pushing weed, some of y'all pushing straight rocks That's why we organized and run a team When I get the Caddy, I flip-flop cream
Looking out for that be trying to scheme Wipe out the fakes, start triple beam So if you know a hustler, even cross that line you get caught up, go and do your time
There's some rules on these streets we all go by Dope on these that you don't buy in these streets that you let walk by People on these that you don't try
There's some rules on streets that we all go by Dope on these streets that you buy in these streets that you let walk by People on these streets that you try
Now my told me, Never sit with your back to the do' Re-up, not when you out but when you start low Play your game, maintain and who you playing Look them laws in they eyes And 'em you ain't seen a thing
Me and my folks on top, we run blocks We pay the President, the government, plus dirty cops Pauly Calhoun, living dollar dreams Now spending the most, we represent the Coast
With utility trucks, blast them 'Greatest Hit' Co-pilot, most gator mouth pit 'Cause we some pros, never missing a beat And match any price if you find it this cheap Trump tight, love hundred dollar than can kill, you can trust me, my lips are sealed
There's some rules on these that we all go by Dope on streets that you don't buy in these streets that you let walk by People on streets that you don't try
There's some rules on streets that we all go by Dope on streets that you don't buy in these streets that you let walk by People on these streets that you try
Location unknown in the woods back in the smoke stack, fire burning goods Ain't going on but sacking this hay And this pape' Huh, we're up and we'll be on our way
See, the last out the blocks is the We in a LX 470, being by a Rover Trying to figure out who's 12th snitching and this click And inside scoops got my partner for a chicken
See a hit, dog, I it gets tight around the collar Never talk for a Rules of a scholar
The rules, right know the rules it out
There's two things I was when I first got here When East was nothing but a big dirt hill That you fight one-on-one, never pull a pistol And you never put your hands on a Calhoun
Now these the type of things, you know right It's like extra-player points, so live life Now he said he heard my tape the day when he was walking It really like I was rapping It was like I was talking
I said, "Well, damn, playboy, I don't mean to be But your girl wasn't really It was like she was gagging" Why he nagging? He ain't never showed no Man, every since I knew him, he always a scrub
So I to him and he wouldn't hit me 'Cause he knew I'd and come back And have the East Point with me So don't you think for once he my heart 'Cause the table at my crib was a in his yard
There's some rules on these that we all go by Dope on these streets you don't buy in these streets that you let walk by People on these streets you don't try
some rules on these streets that we all go by Dope on these streets that you buy Girls in these that you let walk by People on these that you don't try
the Calhouns