Ten Crack Commandments

作曲：Notorious B.I.G.

作词：Notorious B.I.G.

One two three four five six seven eight nine one

It's the ten crack commandments one

One

Two

Three four

Man can't tell me nothing about this cold huh

One one two can't tell me about this crack the sweet

My hustler ** uh

One two

** on the corner i forget you **

My triple big **

One two three four

Five six seven uh

Naughty damn

I've been in this game for years

Uh it may be your animals rules for this **

I wrote leah manual

Step by step booklet for you to get your game on track

Not your wig push back room i'm rate uno

Never met no one know how much dough you hold

Cause you know

The trade agreed

Jealousy especially if that man ** up

Get your ** stuck up

Number two never let them know your next move

Don't you know bad boys moving silence and violence

Take it from your honest uh huh

I done squeeze mad clips at these

Cats for they bricks and chips

Number three never trust nobody your moms are set

That's up properly gassed up

Hoodie the mask up

For that fast ** huh

She be laying in the bushes to light that ** up

Number four know you heard this four

Never get high on your own supply

Number five never sell no crack where you rest

That i don't care if they wanna ounce tell them bounce

Number six that goddamn credit

Get it you think a crackhead paying you back

** forget it

Seven this rule is so underrated

Keep your family in business completely separated

Money and blood don't mix like two ** and no **

Find yourself in serious **

Number eight uh never keep no weight on you

Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jumps two

Number nah should've been number one to me

If you ain't getting bad stay the ** from police

Uh huh

If ** think you snitching they ain't tryna listen

They be sitting in your kitchen waiting to

Start hitting

Number ten a strong world call consignment

Strictly for live men

Not for freshman uh huh

If you we got the clientele say hell no

Cause they don't want the money rain sleep

Else no follow these rules

You have mad bread to break up if not

Twenty four years on the wake up slug hit your temple

Watch your frame shake up

Can't take the digit makeup when you pass your girl

** my man jacob

Heard in

Three weeks she sniffed the whole half a cake up

Heard she suck a good ** act a hook a stake up

Gotta go gotta go

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