Rules lyrics

by

Lil Poppa



[Verse 1]
Having thoughts in my head
Had to find myself 'cause I was lost and misled
You ain't do sh*t when he said it, n*gga, don't tell me what he said
My lil' brother paranoid, sleep with his Glock by the bed
And he say if a n*gga run up in this b*tch, then he a dead man
You on your period? Okay, cool, give me head then
Intoxicated pullin' up higher than Redman
I'm smokin' candy, girl, in Cali' this ain't medmen
Knock off his dreads if you catch him on that dead end
Keep your click solid, boy, don't ever let them feds in
That boy a snake, I seen him shed skin
Gotta be on point for that revenge
Them n*ggas on the same type of time
We on the difference is, they just don't get they mans

[Chorus]
Okay, rule number one, never be a fool
Unless you're a fool with your gun
That's why I keep him with me, n*gga, who? My lil' son
And I'ma let you n*ggas think it's cool
But I ain't done, pressure on b*tch, I ain't run
She say she tired but I ain't come, ain't 25 but I ain't young
And I'm gone throw one back to ease this sh*t
'Cause I know drugs work
Thought she was innocent
Come to find out, the lil' b*tch love Perc's
[Verse 2]
b*tch wanna f*ck me I ain't her type of n*gga
But I can say that I might hit her
Wanna type, I ain't gone type with you
Sleep tight, n*gga, we don't talk to pillows
On Phelps streets late night, n*gga
No ride so I had to walk with killers
Don't be around who you sound crazy, these my f*ckin' n*ggas
I don't know what's up with n*ggas opposition, f*ck them
And at them shows it's a couple pistols, told them hitters tuck 'em
Get head from them hoes you cuffin', that same one you trustin'
That same b*tch lovin' and sleepin' under them covers with
Say youngin' I can't have you round
If you gone come round on some trouble sh*t
I told that hoe, "Don't come around if you gone talk about that other sh*t"
Came with your dawgs, but you ain't leavin' with them
One missin' from the huddle
And I done upped the dose on these meds
Got me trippin' seeing double

[Chorus]
Okay, rule number one, never be a fool
Unless you're a fool with your gun
That's why I keep him with me, n*gga, who? My lil' son
And I'ma let you n*ggas think it's cool
But I ain't done, pressure on b*tch, I ain't run
She say she tired but I ain't come, ain't 25 but I ain't young
And I'm gone throw one back to ease this sh*t
'Cause I know drugs work
Thought she was innocent
Come to find out, the lil' b*tch love Perc's
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