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realrichizzo & 392 lil head - rule #1 lyrics

[intro: realrichizzo & 392 lil head]
uh+huh (lil head)
belt gang sh+t
rip jumpout
what up, head?

[verse 1: realrichizzo]
just came back from atlanta and took my baby on a drill (babydrill)
gotta k!ll, on the same sh+t, just rich and got a deal (uh+huh)
my opps in the locker room, they ain’t never in the field (lame)
he got spanked for all that playin’, he don’t know this sh+t for real (belt gang)
we been sittin’ for a hour, he don’t know we in a rush (rush hour)
liked his comment, he be under opps’ posts, you know it’s up
got an ar in my goose, dude come out, he better duck (get it?)
tez backseat with a drac’, i’ma jump out from the front (jumpout gang)

[verse 2: 392 lil head]
n+ggas workin’, you can’t send me to the store, i’m a boss
nеw crib, and it got a gardener for it, i got sauce (saucе gardner)
two percs, it’s gon’ make my high rise, we in the loft (get it?)
in a chase, jumped out on ’em, ain’t n0body gettin’ caught
me and wop finna catch another hat, but he ran
b+tch, i’m trim, hopped out with some spider on, i’m the man (spider+man)
called threat, he gon’ spank his whole camp for a band (bandcamp)
miss his face, we gon’ run that n+gga over, this a ram, n+gga
[chorus: realrichizzo & 392 lil head]
rule number one, throw a b+tton on your glock (brrt)
n+ggas playin’ with them locs, i ain’t kai, send that drop (kai cenat)
rule number two, switchy jam, bring a chop (extra)
drop your window, start blowin’, soon as n+ggas hit the block (brrt)

[verse 3: realrichizzo]
he finna pull up to his crib, we gon’ catch him while he parkin’ (uh+huh)
my b+tch just pulled down with a k, i ain’t never mess with carbon (k carbon)
he just called me on the ‘gram, i ain’t really into arguin’ (at all)
soon as doggy think it’s dead, we gon’ pull up in a charger (get it?)
if i ain’t active in the stu’, then i’m tryna catch a body (a b)
i just left and went ot, made seven like i’m quanny (n+gga)
one of the guys backdoor, gon’ k!ll my brother like i’m ronnie (raising kanan)
in the striker with a switch, head trailin’ right behind me (brrt)

[verse 4: 392 lil head]
just pulled a hundred out the bank, yeah, free my n+gga key (free key)
we ain’t never met dougie, but all my n+ggas got a b (dougie)
a n+gga try to take my j, we gon’ put him on a tee (jt)
dude just got his man smoked, he wasn’t even in the beef
i just blew a n+gga down, finna scratch off from the scene (skrrt)
took his mag, i’ma call that n+gga jalen, ’cause he green (jalen green)
shot the mug off his face, he was actin’ like he mean (mean mug)
in ann arbor, but he got his ass popped in celine, n+gga
[chorus: realrichizzo & 392 lil head]
rule number one, throw a b+tton on your glock
n+ggas playin’ with them locs, i ain’t kai, send that drop
rule number two, switchy jam, bring a chop
drop your window, start blowin’, soon as n+ggas hit the block

- realrichizzo 392 lil head lyrics

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