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Rawood - Break The Rules lyrics

Artist: Rawood

album: STRICTLY BAG TALK


Ghetto boy shit nigga... what up Mark
I got ten thou
Hangin out my pocket all blues
In a S580 Maybach wit no shoes
You grew up to be a bum nigga
Shoulda stayed in school
Fucked around and blew the cover Man I should've played it cool,
If you snitch you get popped nigga
I don't make the rules
But that's how the game go
Bro and I don't break the rules
But that's how the game go
Bro and I don't break the rules...
I know how to rap and get pape
I ain't famous dude
Keep the stick on me
Niggas softer than baby food
Just got a pint from a old man
He was 82
My lil niggas spray the crib up
And hit a baby too
Chain hittin' so hard it look baby blue
Hit em wit a 9
A FN
A K bullet
Or .382
Yea I'm peepin' everything
But I play the fool
30 shot Glock on me
Waitin on you to make a move
I know I prolly smile a lot
But I ain't that cool
We got hellcats, long sleeves, and Maybach's too
I bought 1 diamond link
But I paid for 2
How you gon' get away n they Blowin' .308s at you
I got ten thou
Hangin out my pocket all blues
In a S580 Maybach wit no shoes
You grew up to be a bum nigga
Shoulda stayed in school
Fucked around and blew the cover
Man I should've played it cool
If you snitch you get popped nigga
I don't make the rules
But that's how the game go
Bro and I don't break the rules
But that's how the game go
Bro and I don't break the rules...
I got 10 thou hangin out my pocket but it's light
I just made it this mornin'
Ima fuck it up tonight
Send my bitch to get a bitch
Now she fuckin' on my wife
I don't deal wit middle men
Cause they fuckin up the price
I just took side bitch to Benihana
For some rice
Paid 4500 for some Buffies
Cause they white
I'm still a fuckin' millionaire
If I don't touch another mic
In other words
I ain't gotta rap again in my life
They like P how you been
I'm Ight
I been bussin' down watches
Sendin' bad bitches flights
I just seen a nigga tell on my dog
And get him life
Judge granted his appeal
He came I got him right
I got ten thou
Hangin out my pocket all blues
In a S580 Maybach wit no shoes
You grew up to be a bum nigga
Shoulda stayed in school
Fucked around and blew the cover
Man I should've played it cool
If you snitch you get popped nigga
I don't make the rules
But that's how the game go
Bro and I don't break the rules
But that's how the game go
Bro and I don't break the rules...
In a s600
In the trunk a hunnid bows
Ridin' through the ops hood
Cause I heard it's on the floor
I just flipped a pint of Wok
And then I bought exotic bows
Did the dash on a cop
And made him crash up in a pole
What's the price
I guarantee I'll get em' gone
Airplane mode
Feigns blowin' up my phone
Every time I pull up wit the bag
I always get it gone
I'm tryna make a lot of money
He just tryna live long
Blew through 20 thousand last week
But dropped out of school
I ain't actin like it's cool
I'm sayin' you could do it too
Wood, Peezy, and Rio god damn what it do
Strictly Bag Talk
Bitch, Ima make em pay they dues
I got ten thou
Hangin' out my pocket all blues
In a S580 Maybach wit no shoes
You grew up to be a bum nigga
Shoulda stayed in school
Fucked around and blew the cover
Man I should've played it cool
If you snitch you get popped nigga
I don't make the rules
But that's how the game go
Bro and I don't break the rules
But that's how the game go
Bro and I don't break the rules...

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