Текст песни Krondon - The Rules
Krondon - The Rules слова песни
Hook:"Y`all know the rules"Verse 1:California critical shit 12" inch One strip so they eat up your whole compact disc Los AngelesTake they terroristsBlond wave black fist incredible lyricistIn a never endin` quest to get richI hold a grip with time to breatheMore tricks up my sleeve than about forty thievesWith forty ____ in a weed spot runnin` they treeAll money to me the 360 degreeNow we max and relax like cool breezeBut they all fucked up in the street Avoidin` front page fame so I`m holdin` my heat So low key that none of you niggas is knowin` meIn `98 I only see weedOnly we hopin` Allah see me And only be left bless my family treeUntil 2000 but fuck school like `83Off Hennessy for all enemyLovin` dollars like all you gangstas love ImpalasNever put a bitch before your mommaStay tuned For the love hella right to 12 jewelsNigga you know the rulesHook