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Ten Crack Commandments (2007 Remaster)

Ten Crack Commandments (2007 Remaster)

作詞:C. Wallace/Chris Martin/Khary Turner

One two three four five six seven eight nine Uhh it's the ten crack commandments What uhh uhh Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke uh-huh Can't tell me nothing about this crack this weed To my hustlin niggaz Niggaz on the corner I ain't forget you niggaz My triple beam niggaz word up One two three four five six seven eight nine TEN I been in this game for years it made me a animal It's rules to this shit I wrote me a manual A step by step booklet for you to get your game on track not your wig pushed back Rule nombre uno never let no one know how much dough you hold cause you know The cheddar breed jealousy 'specially if that man fucked up get your ass stuck up Number two never let them know your next move Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence or violence Take it from your highness uh-huh I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for they bricks and chips Number three never trust no-bo-dy Your moms'll set that ass up properly gassed up Hoodie to mask up shit for that fast buck she be laying in the bushes to light that ass up Number four know you heard this before Never get high on your own supply Number five never sell no crack where you rest at I don't care if they want a ounce tell them bounce Number six that god damn credit dead it You think a crackhead paying you back shit forget it Seven this rule is so underrated Keep your family and business completely seperated Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and no bitch Find yourself in serious shit Number eight never keep no weight on you Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jobs too Number nine shoulda been number one to me If you ain't getting bags stay the fuck from police uh-huh If niggaz think you snitching ain't trying listen They be sitting in your kitchen waiting to start hitting Number ten a strong word called consignment Strictly for live men not for freshmen If you ain't got the clientele say hell no Cause they gon want they money rain sleet hail snow Follow these rules you'll have mad bread to break up If not twenty-four years on the wake up Slug hit your temple watch your frame shake up Caretaker did your makeup when you pass Your girl fucked my man Jake up heard in three weeks she sniffed a whole half of cake up Heard she suck a good dick and can hook a steak up Gotta go gotta go more pies to bake up word up uhh Crack king Frank Blizzard Uhh One two three four five One two three four five One two three four five six seven eight nine Ten


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