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rulebook - rundown choppaboy lyrics

[verse]
rule number 1 if you get caught doin’ what you do don’t ever fold
number 2 if you get into it, have positions for your bro
that’s some sh*t you can’t forget, i shouldn’t even have to tell you though
number 3 if you get down bad on yo d*ck go kick a door
number 4 go to the p*ssy, never let her get yo lo’
n*ggas know i’m from the e, but i got n*ggas throwin’ 4
number 5, they k!ll yo bro then go take two, boy up the score
ain’t no lie they took my bro, we took ’bout two and upped the score
number 6, you wanna always make yo next move be the bеst
if it’s yo time then it’s yo time, but why thе f*ck you got a vest
number 7, if a n*gga say it’s up let it be that
he take off do ’em like rickey, hit ’em all up in his back
number 8, this ain’t no movie but you always play your role
i hit her, bro hit her too, that’s a assist no pick and role
number 9, f*ck the rule i’ma just say long live mac9
matter fact this is a rule, can’t do the time dont do the crime
number 10, when you take a l don’t cry about that sh*t
this a bonus, if you lose a hoe don’t cry about no b*tch
and if you f*ck with my brother, you gon’ die about lil’ rich
number 11, you say that’s yo bro, go slide about that jitt
you speak on mac it’s gon’ turn to 4th of july up in this b*tch
do it b*tch, you gon’ find out, ain’t gotta lie about this sh*t
number 12, you get pulled over take yo l!ck by any mean
keep yo friends close but some that you keep close a enemy
if that b*tch tell me that she love me, i’ma ask her what it mean
slide on shirley drop a 100 with jackboy, then leave the scene
this 13, if he won’t bust that fire for you, don’t bust for him
all my n*ggas bustin’ fire for me, they shootin’ above the rim
he don’t need a barber, boy that .40 gave his ass a trim
and he won’t survive 7.62 rippin’ off a limb
number 14, you gotta make sure you don’t leave no evidence, .223, 7.62 it go through a elephant
and loady g them n*ggas shoot for me like i’m the president
they say choppaboy heaven sent, well how the f*ck i’m heaven sent when i’m the one the devil sent
number 15, you wanna always keep your mask over yo face
number 16, they pull up bl!ckin’, don’t get down n*gga just spray
and i don’t give a f*ck, i pull up tell them kids get out the way
don’t f*ck with chunky or fredo ’bout them i’m shooting sum’ in the face
number 17, if he yo brother boy don’t switch on him for sh*t
and i ain’t beefin’ ’bout no p*ssy, eastside n*gga keep yo bit
this spinnin’ sh*t’ll never end on eastside n*gga keep yo stick on gang

- rundown choppaboy lyrics

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