Casino - Rules And Regulations lyrics
rate me(feat. Future)
[Intro:]
Say we're street scholars, nigga
We studied this shit, we got it to a science!
Shut out to Future!
Scream, scream!
You know what's up!
Hook:
First you get the quarter
Then you get the water and you whip it til it's harder
Second gets a pound, and then they get the spot split up
Curl up all your dough and then you trap it til it's hot
Third, get that yapper, look out for them robbers!
If a nigga want it with you, make him scream like an opera!
All these niggas, they hate us
These bitches, they be haters
It's the rules and regulations when you get to that paper!
(Get to that paper, paper, paper)
These the rules and regulations when you get to that paper!
(Get to that paper, paper, paper)
These the rules and regulations when you get to that paper!
(Get to that paper, paper, paper)
(Do it rich!)
Nigga mixing baking soda with that water
Standing on the stove, you know I whip it til it's harder
Hit the corner, stay down til your money can't fold
Go and buy a yapper, just in case the robbers' on patrol
Fuck hanging with these niggas, cause they be trying to set you up
I sold it by myself, stayed down, and I ran it up.
Keep some workers in the spot, keep some shooters in the spot,
Keep some weed in the spot, keep some crack in the spot!
Locked down the whole block, you gotta come and fuck with me!
Anything you need, you know I got it... cheap
You got an application? Fill it out, I'll put you in the spot,
Teach you how to get that money, show you how to sell the block!
Hook:
First you get the quarter
Then you get the water and you whip it til it's harder
Second gets a pound, and then they get the spot split up
Curl up all your dough and then you trap it til it's hot
Third, get that yapper, look out for them robbers!
If a nigga want it with you, make him scream like an opera!
All these niggas, they hate us
These bitches, they be haters
It's the rules and regulations when you get to that paper!
(Get to that paper, paper, paper)
These the rules and regulations when you get to that paper!
(Get to that paper, paper, paper)
These the rules and regulations when you get to that paper!
(Get to that paper, paper, paper)
Problem in the street? They're understanding our rules
The problem with the young niggas, they're understanding them rules!
One job and a coop, but it ain't solve a whole thing
Their moves are my way out, I call it...
I rise through the word I keep that chopper thing
For em... like...
He got jammed, didn't snitch, shout out to my runner
Three things that I live by
Hoes, drugs, money
Pick any nigga in the hood, they're fucking with me!
I ain't got no worry, and I ain't got no worry
Motherfucker, bitch, hate!
Hook:
First you get the quarter
Then you get the water and you whip it til it's harder
Second gets a pound, and then they get the spot split up
Curl up all your dough and then you trap it til it's hot
Third, get that yapper, look out for them robbers!
If a nigga want it with you, make him scream like an opera!
All these niggas, they hate us
These bitches, they be haters
It's the rules and regulations when you get to that paper!
(Get to that paper, paper, paper)
These the rules and regulations when you get to that paper!
(Get to that paper, paper, paper)
These the rules and regulations when you get to that paper!
(Get to that paper, paper, paper)
