Testo Rulez - Kidd Kidd
Testo della canzone Rulez (Kidd Kidd), tratta dall'album Unquestionable
I ain't even playing though, like
I'm not playing
I'm rippin', runnin' for the money, can't send another nigga for me
I got that forty on my waist, I couldn't afford another case
They tellin' me that I'm gassed up, well give me forty on eight
Back up, lil bitty bitch back up,
don't be greedy, we all can get a plate
You in good hands with Allstate, I'm in good hands in all states
I had to manage the hallway, cut the grass for the yard snake
Take your bitch like Scarface, leave a nigga with the Jordan face
She blowing on me like hot soup, I know crips and the pirus
When you keep it fifty times two, real niggas recognize you
Poured a deuce in a Mountain Dew, haters say they gon' stop who?
Everybody say they want beef, but they only talk a lot a bull
Before I ever go by the rules, I'll fuck around and buy the school
Kidd
Before I ever go by the rules
And I got a whole lot to lose
I'ma win, I ain't 'bout to lose, I'ma win, I ain't 'bout to lose
I'ma win, I ain't 'bout to lose, I'ma win, I ain't 'bout to lose
I ain't got nothin' to prove
You just ain't got shit to do
Gave my brother all my tennis shoes
Went and got some more Jimmy Choo's
Nigga neck all iced up, looking like a Sub-Zero finish move
I'ma stand on my own two, I'm a man just like you
Michael Jackson bust a lot of moves
Just to get the one power move
So you know I don't play by the rules (hell no nigga), yeah
They gon' have to kick me out the school
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Writer(s): Kidd Kidd
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