Finesse2Tymes - Rules to the Streets (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Finesse2Tymes - Rules to the Streets (en) Lyrics
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I charge my losses to the game, I
ask God, "Help me forget 'em"
And I still hold grudges, I ask God,
"Help me forgive 'em" (Forgive 'em)
Can't help but think when they was down
bad, I was there with 'em (Me)
Apologizing to me, I accept it,
but I don't feel 'em (Nah)
Got the devil on my back, two choppers
on the backseat (Yeah)
And I'ma do the dash if I look
and see the police (I'm gone)
Five felonies, I'm a habitual
offender (Habitual)
This rap shit don't work, I got four
hoes, I'ma pimp 'em (Pimp)
That's just how I was brought
up (Brought up)
Fuck a drivе-by, nigga,
walk up (Walk up)
Keep your mouth closed, you
get caught up (Don't talk)
Rules to thе streets, better listen
if you in 'em (You better)
And never ever go to trial
with public defenders
Rules to the streets, keep it real
with your fam' (Fam' first)
Keep your name clean, if you owe that
nigga, pay him (Pay that man)
Keep your business off of Facebook
and Instagram (For real)
Don't never ever talk if you fuck around
and get slammed (Don't talk)
That nigga ain't your nigga
if he talk behind your back
(That ain't your nigga)
Don't give too many chances out, that
shit'll get you whacked (Splat)
Never listen to a nigga that ain't
in the streets (He lying)
Try your best not to beef, that shit
ain't good when you eatin'
For real, 'cause nowadays your
enemies'll put the police
on you (They snitching)
Send a hit, then next thing you know,
the police coming (They coming)
All the shit I been through made
me an OG, homie (I'm OG)
Fuck all that rap shit, niggas got to
show me somethin' (Fuck all that)
How you a boss? Money don't
make you real (At all)
You've never been under pressure
(Never), facin' thirty-
somethin' years (Life)
Body made of steel (Hardbody),
heart made of gold (Pure)
If they was in my situation,
on the five, they would've
told (On the five)
Protect your reputation (Do that)
instead of your religion (Pray)
'Cause it's gon' take a higher power
to help how we livin' (Facts)
No such thing as friends (Nah),
no such thing as homies (Nah)
Feed your mama and your kids,
stay out the way, invest your
money (Invest your money)
Ayy, practice what you preach
(For real), don't live beyond
your means (Don't do it)
Don't be out there hustlin'
for some shit that you don't
really need (Don't)
Don't put shit up your nose, you see
how it did Scarface (You seen it)
Don't worry 'bout the fake, that
shit gon' catch up with
'em one day (Don't do that)
You got a gun, use it (Use it), don't
be influenced by this music
'Cause they ain't really livin' what
they rappin', see, I proved it
I ain't sayin' goin' to jail
is somethin' that I should be
happy for (Be happy for)
I got the right to talk that
gangster shit, these other
niggas cappin', boy (Cap)
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