Fatal

Fatal - I Know The Rule lyrics

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 Verse one

I blow'em over wit the club scene

Try donfor my nine thousand thugs

In the clubsthat love greenone step

Behind hussindogs the donme and i'm

Well bomb on ya kindlike vietnam

Against all oddsget cha benz or rocks

Me and kadago against all fog

Dog from jeerzinfotrate all herds

My last wordswho gone blast and serve

They told me never say neverbut I never stay alive

Hold melook in my eyessay I'm never gonna die

Blast passya half assstaff like casses clay

Pass the traypound gripped wit the satin

Pistol packin' fresh out of jailI ain't goin' back

Release me to the careof my heartless strap

Hung over from hennessywit a menace in tennessee

To creep likeburglars heraldin' all you suckas in the industry



Chorus

I know the rulesyou all tryin' to change'em

Cuzyou a starwit ya video models you be frontin'

At the barme and my thuggs in backsippin yack

Relaxtat it downjus dyin' to go out wit macks



I know the rulesyou all tryin' to change'em

Cuzyou a starwit ya video hoes you be frontin'

At the barme and my thuggs in backsippin yack

Relaxtat it downjus dyin' to go out wit macks



Verse two

It get's hectic yallswitch the rules

Get cha toolsmy motor for runnin' down cuz

Ya bitch inprovedreelected as anyas respected

Outlaw glocksgot it lockedwit all these blocks connected

From the east to the westback home wit tha vest

Seen it all and still balla dog you can't impress

Cores ya soulwit this gold mic molest

When I blow'em ain't nothin' lessdrinkin' in front of ? 

Don't get prayed over and laidpicked from bein' pounded

Tha 41. wit the quick flip speed roundedclothes you identify

Bitch made niggazI got a point

I'm out ta minimizedown goes ya squad and ya c.e.oto

Step in the streetssteadily infectin' ya crew

He betta actor get smackedwit the ten mack two



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Verse three

Secerts of warwe bust if we must plus

And handle businesswhen you jealous playas

Fuck wit usturn the party out

Soon as they whip the lime beocardy out

It's all we outbeen up all nightwhen the guards be out

Call me outpicture perfect lifewhen I live it

Run ya part of town like emmittonly five minutes in it

Militant mindedcombined wit a sentence

All you fake thug niggasya crimes ain't constant

Even po-ninethey give me mine from a distant

My chain danglehold the henny on a strange angle

Aim and bang youwho the fuck you tryin' run ya game to

It's crunch timeI'm servin'em when it's lunch time

Give me minesstealin' ya hoeand I'll throw just one rhyme

Yall niggas squealin'my thuggs is still dealin'

Got niggas hittin' the ceilin'on them fiffty story buildings

Clack back the strapgive me that wit the equipment



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To all my thuggsall around the muthafuckin' county nation

World widekeep on sittin' in the backwit that yack

Keepin' it realy'all know who it go dowwnnnnnnn

Fatal dog once againfor my outlaw niggas

Keep it comin'none muthafuckin' stop

Kadafi rest in peacemy nigga 'pac rest in peace                      
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