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Rundown Choppaboy - RuleBook Lyrics


[Verse]Rule number 1 if you get caught doin' what you do don’t ever foldNumber 2 if you get into it, have positions for your broThat’s some shit you can’t forget, I shouldn’t even have to tell you thoughNumber 3 if you get down bad on yo dick go kick a doorNumber 4 go to the pussy, never let her get yo lo'Niggas know I’m from the E, but I got niggas throwin' 4Number 5, they kill yo bro then go take two, boy up the scoreAin’t no lie they took my bro, we took 'bout two and upped the scoreNumber 6, you wanna always make yo next move be the bеstIf it’s yo time then it’s yo time, but why thе fuck you got a vestNumber 7, if a nigga say it’s up let it be thatHe take off do 'em like Rickey, hit 'em all up in his backNumber 8, this ain’t no movie but you always play your roleI hit her, bro hit her too, that’s a assist no pick and roleNumber 9, fuck the rule I'ma just say long live Mac9Matter fact this is a rule, can’t do the time dont do the crimeNumber 10, when you take a L don’t cry about that shitThis a bonus, if you lose a hoe don’t cry about no bitchAnd if you fuck with my brother, you gon' die about lil' RichNumber 11, you say that’s yo bro, go slide about that JittYou speak on Mac it’s gon' turn to 4th of July up in this bitchDo it bitch, you gon' find out, ain’t gotta lie about this shitNumber 12, you get pulled over take yo lick by any meanKeep yo friends close but some that you keep close a enemyIf that bitch tell me that she love me, I'ma ask her what it meanSlide on Shirley drop a 100 with Jackboy, then leave the sceneThis 13, if he won’t bust that fire for you, don’t bust for himAll my niggas bustin' fire for me, they shootin' above the rimHe don’t need a barber, boy that .40 gave his ass a trimAnd he won’t survive 7.62 rippin' off a limbNumber 14, you gotta make sure you don’t leave no evidence, .223, 7.62 it go through a elephantAnd Loady G them niggas shoot for me like I’m the presidentThey say Choppaboy heaven sent, well how the fuck I’m heaven sent when I’m the one the devil sentNumber 15, you wanna always keep your mask over yo faceNumber 16, they pull up blickin', don’t get down nigga just sprayAnd I don’t give a fuck, I pull up tell them kids get out the wayDon’t fuck with Chunky or Fredo 'bout them I’m shooting sum' in the faceNumber 17, if he yo brother boy don’t switch on him for shitAnd I ain’t beefin' 'bout no pussy, Eastside nigga keep yo bitThis spinnin' shit'll never end on eastside nigga keep yo stick on gang

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