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Текст песни P.R. Terrorist f Chi Chi - The Rules

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[Intro: P.R. Terrorist]Yeah, Tera Iz Him, the Ramadan, yeahHere it come...[P.R. Terrorist]Aiyo, I stay in hostility, make sure y`all crab niggas be feelin` meUnload your clip, I`m Teflon Don, it ain`t no killin` meI`m on the block, 1 A.M., coppin` a felonyThe raw way, on Broad Street in broad dayDisplay my sword play, like a Broadway play left in the doorwayHalf cocked, your gun didn`t jam, you had it on lockShould`ve learned, how to work that shit, before you shot at theCareer criminal, burners tucked near my testicleIdentical, g sag off my ass ready to finish youFor fuckin` up, not sayin` your shots would`ve hit meCuz your ass is too shook, and your trigger finger is shiftyIf I go, the whole world go, you comin` with meNasty taste, dirt on my face, gun on my waistMake a shooting range out of the place, about faceCrime capital, givin` ya`ll niggas somethin` to clap toReturn of the Six Man Wettin`, held at the chapelIncarcerated, mentally shackled, they wanna trap youDust you off, dumped in the ocean, the sharks attack youLeft alone in a dark room, my mic grappleJust a sample of what I can do on the L.P.My C.D., a hologram picture visionin` 3DYou see me on the streets in 2G, that means they clone meThe devil tried, but I rebel, he wanna own meDon`t say peace, your ass is confused, you`re fuckin` phonyYou`re analog, my catalog`s digital, like a Sony sound systemI hit `em and twist `em, then dismiss `emTerrorist, expodition, new jack, play your position[Chorus 2X: P.R. Terrorist]The moves niggas make, the rules niggas breakThe lives niggas take, your lives are at stakeWit plans to expand, we rise just like a cakeBe wise, look deep in to the eyes and tell a snake[Hook 2X: Chi Chi]The moves, the moves, niggas makeThe rules, the rules, niggas breakThe lives, the lives, that they takeTheir lives, their lives, are at stake[P.R. Terrorist]Yo, I`m like The Last Man Standing, pawn, weld in the cannonHe`s exhausted, explainin` to me, I shouldn`t have forced itYou`re damn right, that`s why I left you hot in your pipeRookie cadets, all upset, tryin` to vanish my stripesIt`s get me hype, just the thought of them, trynna take my lifeThen run North, vacate the sight, like a thief in the nightIt`s kinda sickening, thinkin` of your self as the victimThat`s why I`m standin` here, niggas in suds and blood drippin`Rarely confused, cuz I ain`t got Nothing to LoseI seen cats crippled and dead, cuz friends that they chooseBroadcastin` live on the ten o`clock newsAnyway, who`s to say, it can`t happen to you?But you a thug, wit a color, or a crew tattooAll the same, when the barrel of flames pointed at youHollow points`ll leave double jointed, and black and blueWhen the scar heal up, and you got no cousin PhillipAnd your other man got hit, can`t feel from his waist upIn a wheelchair, gettin` wheeled aroundAll because, he didn`t know how to react when he heard the soundThese are the rules...[Chorus 2X][Outro: Chi Chi]The moves, the moves, niggas makeThose rules, those rules, niggas breakThe moves, the moves, those rules, those rules...

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