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no rules/2kool* - pasto flocco lyrics

[intro]
ayo, j6, turn that up

[chorus]
yeah, i walk in that spot, they like, “who are you?”
[?] stk, i’ma pull up and shoot
walk with that stick in my hand like a broom
bullets go straight through his face like it’s zoom
that n*gga a p*ssy, he really a [?]
he copped the plea ’cause he tryna be cool
that sh*t not new
he think he the sh*t ’cause his music is p**p

[post*chorus]
this n*gga down bad, he need a boost
i used to be down bad, rockin’ them truey’s
when i was down bad, yeah, these hoes was rude
[?] lil’ boy in the hood like a rugrat
fast forward, they think that i’m cool
give ’em the finger then grabbin’ my nut sack
they gon’ know that i don’t follow no rulеs
(big stk, 16, stk, i don’t f*ck with no rules)

[verse 1]
quiet, b*tch, i’m too cool
used to f*ck with thе a’s, now it’s up for they crew
yes man, sh*t, y’all know what to do
yes man n*ggas cloggin’ up the stu’
bad ass team, lost the top recruit
y’all got my sauce, let’s see what y’all do
how many d*ck riders sit in one room?
all the sh*t that they said, you said was true
i took a step back, played that sh*t cool
they went from a’s to l’s, i give ’em the boot
ballin’ on n*ggas like i’m at the booth
feelin’ like kyrie, slide in with the tool
i’m goin’ up, smokin’ n*ggas [?]
n*ggas be mad ’cause they old news
[chorus]
yeah, i walk in that spot, they like, “who are you?”
[?] stk, i’ma pull up and shoot
walk with that stick in my hand like a broom
bullets go straight through his face like it’s zoom
that n*gga a p*ssy, he really a [?]
he copped the plea ’cause he tryna be cool
that sh*t not new
he think he the sh*t ’cause his music is p**p

[post*chorus]
this n*gga down bad, he need a boost
i used to be down bad, rockin’ them truey’s
when i was down bad, yeah, these hoes was rude
[?] lil’ boy in the hood like a rugrat
fast forward, they think that i’m cool
give ’em the finger then grabbin’ my nut sack
they gon’ know that i don’t follow no rules
(big stk, 16, stk, i don’t f*ck with no rules)

[verse 2]
quiet, b*tch, i’m too cool
used to f*ck with the a’s, now it’s up for they crew
yes man, sh*t, y’all know what to do
yes man n*ggas cloggin’ up the stu’
bad ass team, lost the top recruit
y’all got my sauce, let’s see what y’all do
how many d*ck riders sit in one room?
all the sh*t that they said, you said was true
i took a step back, played that sh*t cool
they went from a’s to l’s, i give ’em the boot
ballin’ on n*ggas like i’m at the booth
feelin’ like kyrie, slide in with the tool
i’m goin’ up, smokin’ n*ggas [?]
n*ggas be mad ’cause they old news
[chorus]
yeah, i walk in that spot, they like, “who are you?”
[?] stk, i’ma pull up and shoot
walk with that stick in my hand like a broom
bullets go straight through his face like it’s zoom
that n*gga a p*ssy, he really a [?]
he copped the plea ’cause he tryna be cool
that sh*t not new
he think he the sh*t ’cause his music is p**p

- pasto flocco lyrics

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