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kosher - rules lyrics

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trap in this b+tch
i got the backend i missed
no we not cappin′ for this

pull out the sticks with the kicks
and i stay bragging on this
yeah we stay having the fits
f+ck all these b+tches they miss
and all of my hitters gone hit
wrong move and its up in this b+tch
and we want ransom, ain’t going for sh+t (nahh)

rule number one don′t stop
if a n+gga talk, then we gone knock off the block
and if a n+gga play, too late
heat up his ass now that n+gga soufflé
and no i’m talking bout what’s on his plate
cause i got my own, now these n+ggas want a taste
no i′m not bragging
yeah i stay with the k
lil n+gga stop watching fo i spray up ya face
look
all of my n+ggas getting bossed up
so why don′t we figure who cost more (hmm)
and if its a ace imma go for it
having my way with this sh+t smoking all of em
i gotta get to the bag i want all foreigns
no i’m not cappin this sh+t i want all of em
calling these n+ggas my baby
go driving miss daisy
and that′s why a b+tch can’t go for it
ahhh

trap in this b+tch
i got the backend i missed
no we not cappin′ for this
pull out the sticks with the kicks
and i stay bragging on this
yeah we stay having the fits
f+ck all these b+tches they miss
and all of my hitters gone hit
wrong move and its up in this b+tch
and we want ransom, ain’t going for sh+t (nahh)

trap in this b+tch
i got the backend i missed
no we not cappin′ for this
pull out the sticks with the kicks
and i stay bragging on this
yeah we stay having the fits
f+ck all these b+tches they miss
and all of my hitters gone hit
wrong move and its up in this b+tch
and we want ransom, ain’t going for sh+t (nahh)

rule number 2, do you
can’t stand no b+tch always talking, can′t do
live by this sh+t so a b+tch can′t lose
surrounded by steppers put this on the news
you know they gone watch and these n+ggas gone choose
so my advice to you, is to do you
i like icy jewels all over my shoes
give me a p imma times it by 6
on my way to the top, look how it sit
won’t fold on a soul cause i′m loyal to this
know my name yeah we royal lil b+tch
came from the bottom we didn’t want for sh+t
know that′s a problem cause you was a snitch
no i can’t rock with you lil bitty b+tch
so imma pop these bands and pop my sh+t
imma do me till i die in this b+tch

trap in this b+tch
i got the backend i missed
no we not cappin′ for this
pull out the sticks with the kicks
and i stay bragging on this
yeah we stay having the fits
f+ck all these b+tches they miss
and all of my hitters gone hit
wrong move and its up in this b+tch
and we want ransom, ain’t going for sh+t (nahh)



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