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ground rules - mozzy & trae tha truth lyrics

[hook: mozzy]
yeah, you ain’t playing fair, f-ck your ground rules
the homies finna slide, sh-t i’m down too
whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too
whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too
you ain’t playing fair, f-ck your ground rules
the homies finna slide, sh-t i’m down too
whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too
whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too

[verse 1: trae tha truth]
yeah, smoothie got me feeling like pac, let me revive ’em
n-ggas better know if i’m slidin’, they better hide ’em
in your business, all on my d-ck, it ain’t no ride
any given, i could f-ck up the streets or either guide ’em
[?] gas, no brakes right out the gate
f-ck the weight, i’m tryna make sh-t shake until it break
mindstate told me flush this white, i call it kate
hey, who? boss, this sh-t crackin’ he takin’ plates
[?] n-ggas in the lake, no yachts, we 48 ’em
two sticks, i’m starving, it’s savage the way he ate ’em
hit neck, tell him go [?] without the hair
i’m a -ssh0l-, f-ck what you talkin’, nothing fair n-gga

[hook: mozzy]
yeah, you ain’t playing fair, f-ck your ground rules
the homies finna slide, sh-t i’m down too
whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
you ain’t playing fair, f-ck your ground rules
the homies finna slide, sh-t i’m down too
whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
whole lotta hand help [?] rounds too

[verse 2: mozzy]
no more than a 4, n-ggas know where i go
if you ain’t a 4 f-ck it, buck down a deuce
i need more woods, on my way to the store
they brought a randall knife and they’re playing this cool
yeah, i had to get it off the stove for my school clothes
lil’ brat freddie b sprintin’ on them group-ons
[?] it was two toned
first she heard of kevin gates, baby he had two phones
all kinda nookie b-tches in my new phone
all kinda nookie b-tches in my new phone
usalama, can’t afford to move wrong
he ain’t moving mean, for the [?] you should move along

[hook: mozzy]
you ain’t playing fair, f-ck your ground rules
the homies finna slide, sh-t i’m down too
whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
you ain’t playing fair, f-ck your ground rules
the homies finna slide, sh-t i’m down too
whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too

[verse 3: snoop dogg]
when i come through i’m bangin’ like a crip dawg
sippin’ on some cisco, hand on my pistol
chicken grease with the crisco
kaepernick, slap a b-tch, we in san francisco
this hoe, that hoe, n-gga you can add ’em up
been with the sh-t, two strikes n-gga, bat up
jumpin’ out the gm with it
i learned how to swim with it
thirteen, learned to mix a lil’ gin with it
been with it and you can check my pedigree
let it be, there’s a picture of me next to the letter c
i’m confident, the crip keeper
i’m at your door, doing ch0r-s with the street sweeper n-gga

- mozzy trae tha truth lyrics

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