Yoyoyo

Onceonce again

Know what I'm saying? 



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Darkman stay on the street with a tool

For these devil worshippers wit' gats and these ignorant fools

Find yourself in the hustle rocking free mint shoes

Middle weekmichigan brand rap and gun rule



Verse 1:



Me and my man contemplating on these future operations

For night clubs two four shit packed like cases

I'm nineteen paid young can only get better

Got cheese in the war trying to be enormous cheddar

Fuck a fugees sweater stay wu-wear fly polo

Pepe jeans new boots kid labelled in solo

Rolled my dolokilled from the east

Me and reef left them twenty hour stole four bricks 100 g's

Twenty-five a piece straight in they mind that's what it's like

Peace to my man ted who got hit on new jersey's turnpike

I send a kitewit a hundred in your money order

Hol' it down in your cage see you back at headquarters

Everything is fine la blow spots like landmines

Do the knowledge as I kick seven deadly signs

>from the glock that'll make city streets boom dock

The industry is calling me like cookie wit' rocks

And I can't stopcocoa plants grow in large crops

Darkman east coast hip hop pad lock

I'm determined to kill the mic like jews and germans

Shoot a shell through your chest and leave your rib-cage burnin'

While you smiling I got forty-five to life on rapper's island

49507 what you diallingfight faster pushing up deluxe dutchmaster

Enter my potential of script it might flash you

Wit impactof a two hundred pound wind

See you chased by wu-wolves wit' no way to escape

Do it from the mouthcrush bones cause this is my house

And I'm prejudice give mark clayman like whiteys down south



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Verse 2:



AiyyoI'm hungry like 3 lions starving in a crack house

Wid guns galore taking jakes to war

Don't challenge the score from here to van couver

I stand wit' this lex luger stashed in the couger

Going through you like needles from phd's

On any demondrunken wit' 41 thieves

Crack fiends drug dealers and killers run the block

3 thieves wid' binoculars surveillance to drop

A credit dot little nookie got hit wid' a shot

>from a 4-4 calibre government glock in front of the shop

Equivalent to gun galleries I better keep the eye locked

Show and prove I'm doing gs trying to teach these 100 gs

If I hol' nines I freaked it

To getting all this money is a ancient chinese secret

The liquidla can sit down like a precint

I'm flippin' on you mcs for no fucking reason



Chorus



Yeahyou know what time it is

Gun rulesyou know what I'm sayin'? 

Yoword upyoyo



Verse 3:



I spent about 20 gs on weed as I proceed

To grow up fill my weight 100 gs

Stacking lootknown to kept blood on my boots

Trapacane burning blazing outta fifth hundred coupes

So what you stupe?I freezin' ya blind to sub-zero

And kept all devil killers like robert shapiro

The la brings action packed heat like de niro

I'm ancient in this rap shit king like a pharoah

A terrorterminatin' false niggas style

Kill a manhis womanmc and his child

Shit is wild I hold niggas hostage like riker's isle

Gotta deceptivemurderous money gettin' smile

I'm the judge while you on trial supremekilla bee

A serpent la can bite the whole industry

..motherfucker



Darkman stay on the streets wit' a tool

For these devil worshipping gat slingers and ignorant fools

Find yourself in the hustle rocking free mint shoes

Middle weekmichigan brand rap and gun rule



Gun rulegun rule



Chorus



Triple darkness

Sing-sing