Rules Lyrics

Prolly not winnin no race

Hollywood hell think I

Went the wrong way

Boomstick right on my waist

Whole lotta shells like I

Live by the sea

Yes I'm a catboy, no I'm not pussy

Yes I'm a addict, sippin on tussy

Yes I'm bad boy, used to be goody

Walk in the path that go

Straight to the money

Walk in the path

Walk away from the light

Lose all my vision

Gain a third eye

She wanna get sexual

I dont got the time

But we can spiritual

Break in your spine

Rule number one

Slide slide slide

Take one of yours

If you take one of mine

Rule number two

You better lie

Better not snitch

Not wet, not dry

Rule number three

Might come a surprise

You not in the streets

Then take off the disguise

Gotta be discrete

When you not on the clock

And you got be discrete

When you doing the job

Know where you at

And never forget

If you never been

You better pretend

Somebody find out you green

Then thats it

I would say just stay away

From the shit