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Lirik Lagu Breakin' The Rules - M.O.P.

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[Billy Danze]
Yeah, check it out y'all.Firing Squad, nigga.(First Family)Yeah, Firing Squad, nigga.Check it out.(First Family)
The name's Bill (What up Bill?)I'ma semi-automatic addict for realBefore you test meKnow I feel that the impact from a gat when it kicks back is sexyI put you motherfuckers back on the ?rip?Tip and get the split in a nigga's shit(Ain't nothin changed) I take you motherfuckers back to ‘86And get to dumpin off a clip(You know the game) You wanna test me? (You gotta)Let your time be, there's a long line of niggas that's ready to wrongme, I put my foot down firmlyStick the nose of my gun in some shit that don't concern meAnd most dudes don't like the way I rapThe brown-skinned cat with a helluva fast step, yepBerkuance, (Retreat!)I would never be disconnected from these streetsIts deep, as the (ocean!) and my (potion!)Is to (know when!) to spit fire, nigga *echoes*The rules of the motherfucking game
Chorus: DJ Premier (M.O.P.)
Here it is: ghetto music (ROCK THAT!)When it drop, if its proper (COP THAT!)Cause some cats be fakin the moveIn other words, breakin the rules! (STOP THAT!)We make ghetto music (ROCK THAT!)When it drop, if its proper (COP THAT!)Cause some cats be fakin the moveIn other words, breakin the rules!
[Lil' Fame]
Make way, bitch, I'm coming throughI'm Fizzy Wo dog, who the fuck are you?Y'all niggas be, listenin to that false informationHere your ?-ationThugs know home team from the BK and move niggasRun with them guns bust off like John WooTry to sabatoge the game, I'ma start somethinTry to sabatoge my name, I'ma start dumpin!Why do fucking motherfuckers act like y'all don't be known?Fizzy Wo, nigga, going for brokeSo when you low, come and hit you with something that giganticAutomatic and will make your ship sink like the TitanicNow that I know, that you against meAnd you *click*, you *click*, you against me, tooTell his man, to tell his man, work out another master planCause I'ma blast a man, what?
Chorus
[Billy Danze]
Allow me to express my deepest sympathyTo the family of the cat, that, was hit with the penaltyI begged him not to fuck with me (I tried)He didn't listenSo they found his ass missinPut my barrel in the back of his mouthAnd knocked his head out do or dead, nowCold, he actually thought I would foldSo I tore him a new hole, word to nigga's soul!
[Lil' Fame]
When I jump off, or I dump off, about eight roundsHoldin my spot down, I'ma knock down, about eight clownsNigga, don't you ever fuck aroundWith the four-pound tokenBonified thugster (what!) Brownsville sluggerEx-mugger, for your knucka, bucka, buckaBitch motherfucker! (Fuck ya)You musta bought a ? in the heartFlinch and I'ma tear your ass apartCome on, straight like that, nigga
Firing Squad, nigga. Ha-ha-hah.Hundred years and runnin.Yeah, one ofmy motherfuckin men, Flipper the Ripper.Y'know what I'm sayin, mynigga City, Teflon.Firing Squad, nigga.For life, Yeah