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 Number Uno, never let no one know
How much dough you hold cause you know
The cheddar breed jealousy 'specially


Number 2, never let 'em know your next move
Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence and violence?


Number 3, never trust no-bo-dy
Your moms'll set that ass up, properly gassed up
Hoodied and masked up, shit, for that fast buck
She be laying in the bushes to light that ass up

Number 4, I know you heard this before
Never get high on your own supply

Number 5, never sell where you rest at
I don't care if they want a ounce, tell 'em bounce!

Number 6, that goddamn credit? Dead it
You think a crackhead paying you back, shit forget it!

7, this rule is so underrated
Keep your family and business completely separated
Money and blood don't mix like 2 dicks and no bitch
Find yourself in serious shit

Number 8, never keep no weight on you!


Number 9 shoulda been Number 1 to me,
If you ain't gettin' bagged stay the fuck from police
If niggas think you snitchin' they ain't trying to listen
They be sittin' in your kitchen, waiting to start hittin'

Number 10, 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, 24 years on the wake up


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