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Go (Yeah), go on, you know (Yes, sir) It's rules to these trenches (Yeah), go, uh-huh (Yes, sir) Go, uh-huh (Yeah), go, uh-huh (Yes, sir) Go, ayy Rule number one, got a strap then don't up it If you ain't getting ready to crack Rule number two, you bump heads with your dawg Should no outsider know about that Rule number three, huh, let's see, you on the block, boy You better be playing some D Know some young niggas sliding with switches And .50's and this ain't no .9, this a Glock .23 Rule number four, look out the window Right before every time you leave outta the door You bеtter know every car on your block Don't bе stupid, these bitches be sending out loads Rule number five, pay attention to everything Your homie say when that nigga be mad Pay attention to all the sneak dissing And watch for them niggas that hate on you but shake your hand Rule number six, don't ever snitch Remember you signed yourself up for this shit When the people came in and start asking you shit All that mean is that them people don't really know shit Rule number seven, stay on the streets Letras de cancionesDon't you ever let no nigga sell you a dream Know some niggas lost trial on a murder They tryna get by, I'm just praying, they wish they was free Rule number eight, if you're eating be humble And always make sure that your dawgs get a plate What if you fall? You should be able to call on your dawg Keep your circle small Rule number nine, better stay with your blick And you gotta come correct, we not shooting out no whips Too many innocent people get hit If you can't get up on him, you gotta let him live Rule number ten, if your homie a rapper And he be rap-capping then tell him that shit Number eleven, cut niggas off if they show any trace Any sign that they jealous Them be the niggas backdoor you 'Cause they wanna be where you at, for that do whatever Rule number twelve, we ain't gonna talk about that Niggas really be working with twelve Number thirteen, whatever we do on a mission We not talking 'bout anything Number fourteen, keep some bond money put up Never know you might need anything Number fifteen, take care of your homies in jail Don't give up, keep following your dreams Take care of your homies in jail Don't give up, keep following your dreams, gone From Letras Mania