The Rules

[Produced by Statik Selektah]

[Intro: Saigon]

I wrote all them raps cause I was in jail with nothing to do, my nigga.  Now that I got things to do, writing raps is like last of my priority list.  Statik, Yardfather.  This is the difference between me and them

[Verse 1: Saigon]

Check

New New Gitty is back in full effect

We the kind that don't throw gang signs or claim sets

We one of the few left that ain't riding the west

Ain't dick sucking the south

You still'll get punched in ya mouth

You ever fuck around, luck buck 'em down (buck 'em down)

I like the way that sound, luck buck 'em down (buck 'em down)

I'm bucking the fuck out of this duck knuckle now

I uppercut the sucker, the fucker gon' touch the ground

Since two thou, I came with another style

My shit was "sharp-then" just like brother Al

But I was never rocking a perm

If I was, anything I try to teach, the people not gonna learn

I could try to take the popular turn

Rap about a bunch of bullshit that's not really not my concern

Or I could do some old dumb shit that come with a melody

Nigga, I know the game, what the fuck is you telling me?

I love this hip hop shit, nigga, you smelling me?

How else could a nigga get rich with two felonies

[Hook: Sample]

I know you really wanna know who's

Comin' through, leaving bloodstains and residues

Got to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules

Who's that, yuuuuuu

I know you really wanna know who's

Comin' through, leaving bloodstains and residues

Got to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules

Who's that, yuuuuuu

[Verse 2: Saigon]

Statik, these flows of niggas is wack man

Y'all niggas flows is dookie

I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and Sho Kosugi

Burnin' whoever closest to me and verbalize meat that ya'll eat

Laying back on the concrete

Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat

Niggas can't resist to put the bond first

If I am what I eat, then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth

Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse

Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearse

'09, we flipping this into some other different shit

Real niggas, come get your certificates if you interested

First off, we gon' build this Abandoned Nation censorship

Prison don't even mention it

If you ain't experience it, this is some serious shit

Go 'head, think of playing this

See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in

You kidding me?  I'm literally the epitome of verbal validity

Look, nigga, see what life did to me

Turned me colder than my older raps, colder than polar caps

Cold as the common cold, perhaps, without no look back

I used to cook crack, they took that

I learned to jux cats,  where the Brook at?

We got this shit locked, put that back

And new Giddy is back in full effect

Fuck around you, gon' get my hands wrapped around ya neck

Respect to all the kids that's still trapped in the 'jects, I'ma rep

Watch how much of this cash I'ma collect

Yep!

[Hook: Sample]

I know you really wanna know who's

Comin' through, leaving bloodstains and residues

Got to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules

Who's that, yuuuuuu

I know you really wanna know who's

Comin' through, leaving bloodstains and residues

Got to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules

Who's that, yuuuuuu