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creative gold - new rules (circa style) lyrics

[talking: creative gold]

you know what i hate man
i hate when n-ggas tell you what they doing man
i don’t give a f-ck what ya’ll n-ggas is doing
straight up

[verse 1: creative gold]

we them n-ggas now, trust me
everything in new york coming through us
just hold it down, druggy
don’t ask for war if you ain’t ready to buck
i don’t see no compet-tion
i don’t see no n-ggas dissin’
n-ggas know who got that hot sh-t
n-ggas know why the b-tches listen
i been chillin, i been working
i been injured, i been hurting
i got a group a n-ggas i’d die for
and a couple homies that’s lurking
i got a couple styles they gonna jack
i know a couple rappers can’t rap
i know a couple people that’s mad as h-ll
that they couldn’t, f-ck with my camp
done being humble, let me flex a bit
the one with the sk!ll, next and sh-t
for the street n-ggas, drug dealers
money n-ggas, silverback gorillas
brooklyn k!llers, that be f-cking with us
chicago n-ggas, that be gunning with is
l what up, murph what up
ain’t n0body even really f-ck with us
708 to my city, i make jet lag look pretty
i’m k!lling off all these n-ggas
call the fbi to come get me
it’s 97 till heaven bro
i said that sh-t i kept it true
comparisons are irrelevant
when you the n-gga that they compare you to
& that’s real

- creative gold lyrics

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