Ground Rules

[Chorus: Mozzy]

Yeah, you ain't playing fair, fuck your ground rules

The homies finna slide, shit I'm down too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too

You ain't playing fair, fuck your ground rules

The homies finna slide, shit I'm down too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too

[Verse 1: Trae tha Truth]

Yeah, smoothie got me feeling like Pac, let me revive 'em

Niggas better know if I'm slidin', they better hide 'em

In your business, all on my dick, it ain't no ride

Any given, I could fuck up the streets or either guide 'em

[?] gas, no brakes right out the gate

Fuck the weight, I'm tryna make shit shake until it break

Mindstate told me flush this white, I call it Kate

Hey, who? Boss, this shit crackin' he takin' plates

[?] niggas in the lake, no yachts, we 48 'em

Two sticks, I'm starving, it's savage the way he ate 'em

Hit neck, tell him go [?] without the hair

I'm a asshole, fuck what you talkin', nothing fair nigga

[Chorus: Mozzy]

Yeah, you ain't playing fair, fuck your ground rules

The homies finna slide, shit I'm down too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too

You ain't playing fair, fuck your ground rules

The homies finna slide, shit I'm down too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too

Whole lotta hand help [?] rounds too

[Verse 2: Mozzy]

No more than a 4, niggas know where I go

If you ain't a 4 fuck it, buck down a deuce

I need more woods, on my way to the store

They brought a Randall knife and they're playing this cool

Yeah, I had to get it off the stove for my school clothes

Lil' brat Freddie B sprintin' on them group-ons

[?] it was two toned

First she heard of Kevin Gates, baby he had two phones

All kinda nookie bitches in my new phone

All kinda nookie bitches in my new phone

Usalama, can't afford to move wrong

He ain't moving mean, for the [?] you should move along

[Chorus: Mozzy]

You ain't playing fair, fuck your ground rules

The homies finna slide, shit I'm down too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too

You ain't playing fair, fuck your ground rules

The homies finna slide, shit I'm down too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]

When I come through I'm bangin' like a crip dawg

Sippin' on some Cisco, hand on my pistol

Chicken grease with the Crisco

Kaepernick, slap a bitch, we in San Francisco

This hoe, that hoe, nigga you can add 'em up

Been with the shit, two strikes nigga, bat up

Jumpin' out the GM with it

I learned how to swim with it

Thirteen, learned to mix a lil' gin with it

Been with it and you can check my pedigree

Let it be, there's a picture of me next to the letter C

I'm confident, the crip keeper

I'm at your door, doing chores with the street sweeper nigga

[Chorus: Mozzy]

You ain't playing fair, fuck your ground rules

The homies finna slide, shit I'm down too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too

You ain't playing fair, fuck your ground rules

The homies finna slide, shit I'm down too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too

Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too