This goes out to them clowns
Talkin bout they got the block locked down
Sewin up the compound
Only you if knew how my squad get down
You think you met a bad man walkin
You aint met a bad man till you walked up on me
Hit you with the glock 2 times
Fuckin up my show shoe shine
Once you drop down
See niggas aint got no dough
Fakin like they wanna be loco
I see you jakin my jewels
I aint the one you want to stand next to
You think you met a bad man walkin
You aint met a bad man till you walked up on me
Its an invasion
Don't give a fuck black red caucasian
Yo yo between you and I
Theres a truth no lie
You gon die 4 the fact that hood rules apply
I hold my ruger high
B4 I shoot the sky
Shoot your alla shoot your father
Haze got me super high
My team movin pies
My team move and rise
Clutchin on 45s
Fuck with us its suicide
Cuz you get crucified
Green got us flyin g-fulls
Commercial time we use to fly
I dare you to try
To test the evil genius
We got a crew and I
We a bunch of trigger squeezers
They call us nigga bleeders
We make niggas bleed
We can't get at you
Shit we kidnap your seed
And that's a hood rule
So beef in my streets
With my heat
Aint no tellin what I could do
Who write the crook rules
This is for the mixtapes in the streets
Nigga makin shook moves
I aint gonna tell you no lie
See them hood rules do apply
'f you choose not to abide
Guarantee youll see a grown man cry
You think you met a bad man walkin
You aint met a bad man till you walked up on me
You think you been slidin
Way more grief than the nigga bin laden
Cuz we on the block all day
Some crooks some movin that ye
Gotta get that pay
Stick up kids tryin to stomp that brake
You think seen a bad man walkin
You aint met a bad man till you walked up on me
Keep a double loose on here
You don't do that dance
Keep it under that sand
I got my nose in the hood like coke on the table
Go against my rule get a slug in your naval
Even my brother can get it true like can enable
Times are hard and the rich still do
So by any means nigga your ass is expendable
Hoes aint a friend to me theyre just my enemy
I only got love for dollar bills and hennesse
Most niggas aint worthy of a slug or knife
So I pistol whip them dudes the blunt trauma
With the chrome laama
I learnt a lot from the mo' dramas
The game of life is more like blood-sport
That's why a lotta niggas gon died on the court
Rule 73 keep your gun oily clean
Just to be the last man standin at the crime scene
Heart beatin crazy cold sweatin cuz you made it
Now make ya escape with the toast and the cake
You met a bad man walkin
You aint met a bad man till you walked up on me
Its an invasion
Don't give a fuck black red caucasian
(feat. Team invasion) This goes out to them clowns Talkin bout they got the block locked down Sewin up the compound Only you if knew how my squad get down You think you met a bad man walkin You aint met a bad man till you walked up on me Hit you with the glock 2 times Fuckin up my show shoe shine Once you drop down See niggas aint got no dough Fakin like they wanna be loco I see you jakin my jewels I aint the one you want to stand next to You think you met a bad man walkin You aint met a bad man till you walked up on me Its an invasion Don't give a fuck black red caucasian Yo yo between you and I Theres a truth no lie You gon die 4 the fact that hood rules apply I hold my ruger high B4 I shoot the sky Shoot your alla shoot your father Haze got me super high My team movin pies My team move and rise Clutchin on 45s Fuck with us its suicide Cuz you get crucified Green got us flyin g-fulls Commercial time we use to fly I dare you to try To test the evil genius We got a crew and I We a bunch of trigger squeezers They call us nigga bleeders We make niggas bleed We can't get at you Shit we kidnap your seed And that's a hood rule So beef in my streets With my heat Aint no tellin what I could do Who write the crook rules This is for the mixtapes in the streets Nigga makin shook moves I aint gonna tell you no lie See them hood rules do apply 'f you choose not to abide Guarantee youll see a grown man cry You think you met a bad man walkin You aint met a bad man till you walked up on me You think you been slidin Way more grief than the nigga bin laden Cuz we on the block all day Some crooks some movin that ye Gotta get that pay Stick up kids tryin to stomp that brake You think seen a bad man walkin You aint met a bad man till you walked up on me Keep a double loose on here You don't do that dance Keep it under that sand I got my nose in the hood like coke on the table Go against my rule get a slug in your naval Even my brother can get it true like can enable Times are hard and the rich still do So by any means nigga your ass is expendable Hoes aint a friend to me theyre just my enemy I only got love for dollar bills and hennesse Most niggas aint worthy of a slug or knife So I pistol whip them dudes the blunt trauma With the chrome laama I learnt a lot from the mo' dramas The game of life is more like blood-sport That's why a lotta niggas gon died on the court Rule 73 keep your gun oily clean Just to be the last man standin at the crime scene Heart beatin crazy cold sweatin cuz you made it Now make ya escape with the toast and the cake You met a bad man walkin You aint met a bad man till you walked up on me Its an invasion Don't give a fuck black red caucasian Explain Request ×
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