Lyrics:
(This whole motherfuckin' album fire)
(I know if this motherfucker don't go number one, y'all niggas hatin')
(You heard it first from mama Choppa,
meant for this performing
Why
Alright welcome to the album
I realize that maybe I should start by saying I was born may 10, 1999
Just in case you're
your heart
There is a woman who sits
All alone by the pier
Her husband was naughty
And caused his wife so many tears
He died without knowing forgiveness
blow ( blow, blow, blow )
Had my heart broken like 7 times ( yeah )
3nn3 ma-settle down menom 7 up ( yea yea yeah )
They ask ‘did you break up?’ ( woah )
down and that's Rule #3 in the Dogg Pound
bitch drawers down!
Snoop singsong: We won't get no radio play
but we probably get some pussy for this. (What
Rule number 1, never back down
Rule number 2, never slow down
Rule number 3 is just a countdown
Sitting at the top, shit a ghost-town
Yeah, Rule
stacks
Sixty M's later and three hunnid tax
Still losing weight with the south on my back, nigga
I pray you play by the rules
I came so close
three strikes
Living in jail this is hell enemies die
Wonder when we all pass, is anybody listening
Got my hands on my semi shotty
Everybody's snitching
anybody sign what's
Up it's those petitions
And no that ain't me hating
Y'all should know the symptoms
Three time felon getting money now
But if only god
Man I think we got a real one here
Ali’s been in album mode, when he lets the album go he’ll have an ill one year
An hour ago it was still unclear
pun intended (Yeah...oh-naaana)
I'm in South tryin' to en-compass all directions
Mappin' out the strategy (Noo-oo-oo)
Yazih-me?
Heard that it was rules
back to Austin
Cause she talked about it all the time
It was almost a year before she called him up
3 rings and an answering machine is what she got
on any weather bae we can blow(blow
Shopping sprees, plane landing, cumgreeting presents for pit all(all)
This fo sho real tales from my heart to you
You
Listen, when I rap, boy, that shit poetical
I break rules, I have never been ethical
Need condoms, niggas all on my genitals
I'm the best, get it straight
[wyclef talking:]
Yo to my people doing time, xzibit, juvenile, y'all need to
Nature, ja rule, reptile come on
Bring the heat.
[xzibit]
Look,
as an album for ears
My heart is beating on 220 BPM
Steal your baby run away like I'm Ian
My lips are darker than the skin of liam
Sex is ok but have you tried
play with your heart until she
Breaks down your defences one by one
So line up your soldiers and she'll shoot them all down
'Cause Alisha rules
dis
Straight outta the ghetto niggas grind like dis
U for see up on ma hands l want blings like dis
And put ma city on the map that is all I wish
3
you the motherfucker
Then you some motherfucker, again fuck all you suckas
My first album went gold wit nobody but me on it
One of the first gangsta
Y'all gonna do a whole cat album? Cat album
Damn
Motherfuckers start bringing their cats to
The tour bus and shit meow-meow-meow-meow
try you
And the bitches can't deny you
That's the main reason why I
I don't play by no rules (play by no rules)
I done paid all my dues (paid all
you refuse to accept it?
That's that type shit that tell why my granny light-skinned
Rich white man rule the nation still
Only difference is we all
Daydreamin' scattered thoughts all around me
Synaptual firing in the brain all inside me
Written at least 200 songs in 3 years
That's just a side of me
It's
by the fact that
I just sliced through they back ()
All these new era rappers? Figure's
That they like cap
(Figure's that they like cap)
If I'm a fool
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