letra de no rules - killadell
we young n-ggas we don’t follow no rules /
and we tote tools /
we will bruise you /
and we can f-ck on all y’all hoes/ huhha
b-tch i’m so high /
i’m ina good mood/
we ain’t doing nothing if it ain’t bout getting dough/
i dress so cool /
and i rock jewels /
i am no fool /
that b-tch you f-cking is old news /
she said i’m so smooth/
i will not lose /
verse:
we kicking down doors we need success/
might have to
crack a few cards we need the checks
the struggle temporary no need to stress/
when you get it invest /
move like the best /
no creases in my shoes they nеw and that’s every pair /
ya b-tch keep sending mе her nudes and i don’t even care /
that hoe keep stealing all my draws that’s her souvenir/
feeding my n-ggas threw jpay i no they need it yeah /
tatted the blocka on my skin , running the streets since 10/
had to cut off a couple n-ggas that sneak diss they mans/
the trap is another income you no we gotta keep running em in/
we spending blocks dirty like a ceiling fan /
them guys behind me yeah that’s gang i won’t say they names/
press they b-tton and you a make em aim this is not a game
ain’t really get sh-t from the streets but a lot of pain/
i don’t have to tell them cuz they been knew /
we young n-ggas we don’t follow no rules /
and we tote tools /
we will bruise you /
and we can f-ck on all y’all hoes/ huhha
b-tch i’m so high /
i’m ina good mood/
we ain’t doing nothing if it ain’t bout getting dough/
i dress so cool /
and i rock jewels /
i am no fool /
that b-tch you f-cking is old news /
she said i’m so smooth/
i will not lose /
what they gon do i move wit that pistol i got too
i’m high i’m chillin you talkin to much jus be cool
the cops they blitz we throw all the guns on the roof
my mom she b-tchin like get in the house you got school
you run up on me you better do wat you do
i run up on you don’t be shock pikachu
i jus bought a tec it shoot and squirt like squrtal
my b-tches want s-x and then we f-ck in the pool
i said jus be cool put ya man on snooze up that pistol bet not move
and we f-ckin all yal b-tches i ain’t got no time
rob a n-gga call it slime wipe you down i creep behind i’m ok i’m doin fine
you stole the glock so keep the glock you know we play no rules
hit the gram see ya face ok you dead you snooze
i kept it real you kept it fake now look the jokes on
i’m on the mission i’m tryna get this bread my daughter she need me i cannot be dead
they drinking on lean i don’t wanna go to bed
they takin zans give me perks instead
i’m lookin at kev while he shot in his head
like dam my dog is gone
like dam my dog was wrong
we young n-ggas we don’t follow no rules /
and we tote tools /
we will bruise you /
and we can f-ck on all y’all hoes/ huhha
b-tch i’m so high /
i’m ina good mood/
we ain’t doing nothing if it ain’t bout getting dough/
i dress so cool /
and i rock jewels /
i am no fool /
that b-tch you f-cking is old news /
she said i’m so smooth/
i will not lose /
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