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To stick a with -- ryde or die
It's just as as -- one two three

Geah, to a nigga with -- ryde or die

[Memphis
Aiyyo, aiyyo..
I puts it down for my niggaz with them glocks and
That make a stop, drop his watch and chain
I'm now and I quote, get ya pad and take notes
This as easy as it get, than baggin up dope
Rule one you need a gun, and a box of
recommended unless you ready for jail
Keep a knife, in case he get and grab the gun
And while you tusslin, use the knife to puncture a
two, and every killer knows this one
You throw the drop on a thug better him for his gun
Cause we all heat, we all don't sleep
We all know three, you play, play to keep
Rule four - a team ain't but it helps
You probably could stick a bank.. spot, or sum'in
I'd do it myself, and stack my cash
Don't need nuttin or no one else this game don't last
Nigga.. -- one two
To stick a nigga with -- or die

3X]
It's just as easy as -- one two
To stick a nigga -- ryde or die

[Memphis
Geah,
this one's for my niggaz who will rob anybody
You know how the game go, black shotty
I you in your Range Ro', you and your hottie
I'm hungry you ain't I stuck who supplied me
The fifth rule, a could get it too
These streets me, so I gotta get at you
I watch y'all, in y'all and Gucci
You see bleek, with a uzi
I take a nice rock your man might have copped
Or your light pink Rol', bitch you ain't know?
The sixth rule, what we do, we don't it
I make a shorty wifey and, fuck up her credit
Then rule seven come to play, food stamps today
You ain't shoppin, I got on lay-away
my game and feel my pain
A lot of gettin wet when Bleek start to rain
Motherfucker.. -- one two
To a nigga with -- ryde or die

3X]
It's just as as -- one two three
To stick a nigga -- ryde or die

Bleek]
Aiyyo..
Whoever be out shinin then one's for you
All that flossin, take caution top
Cause you slip, rule eight, facin the fifth
Takin your cake, takin your jewels, your bricks
And your wallet with your Amex and baby pictures
Ya ID, you stuck like, "Why me?"
And nine, we don't touch no kids
We after your shit, so pardon the kid
I get grimy, I take ya weed and your blunt
The to your V, your rings and your fronts
Now who want what? Tenth rule you stuck
The game ain't changed, just I don't a fuck nigga

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[M] Yeah, niggaz
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[M] How the streets go
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[M] Coming of Age Records
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[M] The Understanding, for y'all bastards
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[M] We gettin and everybody who look pretty shinin
-- or die
[M] it's sweet
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[M] these streets ain't gon' getcha
-- or die
[M] I take MOTHERFUCKER
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[M]
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