Letra Rules Lil Poppa

Rules

Having thoughts in my head
Had to find myself 'cause I was lost and misled
You ain't do shit when he said it, nigga, don't tell me what he said
My lil' brother paranoid, sleep with his Glock?by?the?bed
And he say?if a nigga?run up in this bitch, 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 click 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 niggas on the same type of time
We on the difference is, they just don't get they mans

Okay, rule number one, never be a fool
Unless you're a fool with your gun
That's why I keep him with me, nigga, who? My lil' son
And I'ma let you niggas think it's cool
But I ain't done, pressure on bitch, 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 shit
'Cause I know drugs work
Thought she was innocent
Come to find out, the lil' bitch love Perc's

Bitch wanna fuck me I ain't her type of nigga
But I can say that I might hit her
Wanna type, I ain't gone type with you
Sleep tight, nigga, we don't talk to pillows
On Phelps streets late night, nigga
No ride so I had to walk with killers
Don't be around who you sound crazy, these my fuckin' niggas
I don't know what's up with niggas opposition, fuck 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 bitch lovin' and sleepin' under them covers with
Say youngin' I can't have you round
If you gone come round on some trouble shit
I told that hoe, "Don't come around if you gone talk about that other shit"
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

Okay, rule number one, never be a fool
Unless you're a fool with your gun
That's why I keep him with me, nigga, who? My lil' son
And I'ma let you niggas think it's cool
But I ain't done, pressure on bitch, 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 shit
'Cause I know drugs work
Thought she was innocent
Come to find out, the lil' bitch love Perc's