Luyện nghe bài hát Ten Crack Commandments

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

It's the ten commandments, what?
Nigga can't tell me nothing about coke
Can't me nothing about this crack, this weed, my hustlin' niggas
Niggas on the corner I ain't you niggas, my triple beam niggas

I've been in this for years, it made me an animal
It's rules to this shit, I wrote me a
A booklet for you to get
Your game on track, not your wig pushed
Rule Number Uno, never let no one
How much dough you hold you know
The cheddar breed 'specially
If that man up, get yo' ass stuck up
2, never let 'em know your next move
Don't you know Bad Boys move in and violence?
Take it from highness
I squeezed mad clips at these cats for their bricks and chips
Number 3, never no-bo-dy
Your moms'll set that ass up, properly up
Hoodied and up, shit, for that fast buck
She be in the bushes to light that ass up
Number 4, I know you heard before
Never get on your own supply
Number 5, never sell no crack you rest at
I don't if they want a ounce, tell 'em bounce!
Number 6, that goddamn Dead it
You a crackhead paying you back, shit forget it!
7, this rule is so
Keep family and business completely separated
Money and blood don't mix 2 dicks and no bitch
Find in serious shit
Number 8, never no weight on you!
Them cats that your guns can hold jums too
Number 9 shoulda been 1 to me,
If you ain't gettin' bagged stay the fuck from
If niggas think you snitchin' they ain't to listen
They be sittin' in your kitchen, waiting to hittin'
10, a strong word called consignment
Strictly for live men, not for
If you got the clientele, say "hell no!"
'Cause they gon' want money rain sleet hail snow
these rules you'll have mad bread to break up
If not, 24 on the wake up
hit your temple, watch your frame shake up
Caretaker did makeup, when you passed
Your girl fucked my man Jake up, in three weeks
She sniffed a whole half of up
Heard she suck a dick, and can hook a steak up
go gotta go, more pies to bake up, word up