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letra de rules - lil poppa

[verse 1]
having thoughts in my head
had to find myself ’cause i was lost and misled
you ain’t do sh-t when he said it n-gga don’t tell me what he said
my lil’ brother paranoid sleep with his glock by the bed
and he say if a n-gga run up in this b-tch then he a dead man
you on your period, okay, cool, give me head then
intoxicated pullin’ up higher than redman
i’m smokin’ candy, girl, in cali’ this ain’t medmen
knock off his dreads if you catch him on that dead end
keep your cl!ck solid, boy, don’t ever let them feds in
that boy a snake, i seen him shed skin, gotta be on point for that revenge
them n-ggas on the same type of time we on the difference is they just don’t get they mans

[chorus]
rule number one, never be a fool unless you’re a fool with your gun
that’s why i keep him with me, n-ggas who? my lil’ son
and i’ma let you n-ggas think it’s cool, but i ain’t done pressure on b-tch, i ain’t run
she say she tired but i ain’t come, ain’t 25 but i ain’t young
and i’m gone throw one back to ease this sh-t ’cause i know drugs work
thought she was innocent come to find out the lil’ b-tch love percs

[verse 2]
b-tch wanna f-ck me i ain’t her type of n-gga, but i can say that i might hit her
wanna type i ain’t gone type with you sleep tight n-gga we don’t talk to pillows
on phelps streets late night, n-gga, no ride so i had to walk with k!llers
don’t be around who you sound crazy, these my f-ckin’ n-ggas
i don’t know what’s up with n-ggas opposition, f-ck them
and at them shows it’s a couple pistols, told them hitters tuck ’em
get head from them hoes you cuffin’, that same one you trustin’
that same b-tch lovin’ and sleepin’ under them covers with
say youngin’ i can’t have you round if you gone come round on some trouble sh-t
i told that hoe, “don’t come around if you gone talk about that other sh-t”
came with your dawgs, but you ain’t leavin’ with them one missin’ from the huddle
and i done upped the dose on these meds got me trippin’ seeing double
[chorus]
rule number one, never be a fool unless you’re a fool with your gun
that’s why i keep him with me, n-ggas who? my lil’ son
and i’ma let you n-ggas think it’s cool, but i ain’t done pressure on b-tch, i ain’t run
she say she tired but i ain’t come, ain’t 25 but i ain’t young
and i’m gone throw one back to ease this sh-t ’cause i know drugs work
thought she was innocent come to find out the lil’ b-tch love percs

- lil poppa

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