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letra de i know the rules - hussein fatal

[verse 1]
i blow ’em over wit’ the club scene
try don, for my nine thousand thugs
in the clubs, that love green, one step
behind hussein, dogs the don, me and i’m
well bomb on ya kind, like vietnam
against all odds, get cha benz or rocks
me and kada, go against all fog
dog from jerz, infotrate all herds
my last words, who gone blast and serve
they told me never say never, but i never stay alive
hold me, look in my eyes, say i’m never gonna die
blast p-ss, ya half -ss, staff like c-ssius clay
p-ss the tray, pound gripped wit’ the satin
pistol packin’ fresh out of jail, i ain’t goin’ back
release me to the care, of my heartless strap
hung over from hennessy, wit a menace in tennessee
to creep like, burglars hurdling all you suckas in the industry

[hook]
i know the rules, you all tryin’ to change ’em
’cause, you a star, wit’ ya video models you be frontin’
at the bar, me and my thugs in back, sippin’ yak
relax, tat it down, just dyin’ to go out wit’ macks
i know the rules, you all tryin’ to change ’em
’cause, you a star, wit’ ya video hoes you be frontin’
at the bar, me and my thugs in back, sippin’ yak
relax, tat it down, just dyin’ to go out wit’ macks

[verse 2]
it get hectic y’all, switch the rules
get cha tools, my motor for runnin’ down c
ya b-tch improved, reelected as any, as respected
outlaw glocks, got it locked, wit all these blocks connected
from the east to the west, back home wit’ tha vest
seen it all and still ball, a dog you can’t impress
cores ya soul, wit this gold mic molest
when i blow ’em ain’t nothin’ less, drinkin’ in front of ?
don’t get prayed over and laid, picked from bein’ pounded
tha 41. wit the quick flip speed rounded, clothes you identify
b-tch made n-ggas, i got a point
i’m out ta minimize, down goes ya squad and ya c.e.o, to
step in the streets, steadily infectin’ ya crew
he betta act, or get smacked, wit’ the 10 mac too

[verse 2]
secerts of war, we bust if we must plus
and handle business, when you jealous playas
f-ck wit us, turn the party out
soon as they whip the lime bacardi out
it’s all we out, been up all night, when the guards be out
call me out, picture perfect life, when i live it
run ya part of town like emmitt, only five minutes in it
militant minded, combined wit a sentence
all you fake thug n-ggas, ya crimes ain’t constant
even po-nine, they give me mine from a distant
my chain dangle, hold the henny on a strange angle
aim and bang you, who the f-ck you tryin’ run ya game to
it’s crunch time, i’m servin ’em when it’s lunch time
give me mines, stealin’ ya ho, and i’ll throw just one rhyme
y’all n-ggas squealin’, my thugs is still dealin’
got n-ggas hittin’ the ceilin’, on them fifty story buildings
clack back the strap, give me that wit the equipment

[outro]
to all my thugs, all around the m-th-f-ckin’ county nation
world wide, keep on sittin’ in the back, wit that yack
keepin’ it real, y’all know who it go dowwnnnnnnn
fatal dog once again, for my outlaw n-ggas
keep it comin’, none m-th-f-ckin’ stop
kadafi rest in peace, my n-gga ‘pac rest in peace

- hussein fatal

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