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the game - breakin' rules lyrics

breakin rules (feat busta rhymes)

[busta rhymes – chorus]
now put your hands up
baby i wanna see you move
if you wanna get it poppin than show me just how you do
you can either give me head or f-ck my whole crew
if you into breaking rules than listen to what you do
[the game]
so put your hands up
n-gga i wanna see your jewels
if you never met a gangsta i show you just how we do
if you blink or move you on the 9 o clock news
i’m riding with flipmode
you ain’t f-cking with my crew

[busta rhymes – verse 1]
being that gangsta n-gga game tied
combine a great mind with dr dre outside the club
you form a great line
you not a thug you ain’t even in the club n-gga
roll up in the spot with a bunch of ceder block blood n-ggas
scud missiles launch, holla like a bud n-gga
don’t stop, make the b-tches follow (?)
while you ponder on my moves
sh-t is kinda strange flipmode aftermath bank account number change
since day 1 n-gga east coast stompin
game told me come through take a lil trip to compton
the way they live around here the sh-t is evident
they do how like we buy weed down on (?) on president (westside)
same hood sh-t homes
you know we do it proper
at the vibe award my ratchet woulda really repped the doctor n-gga
look close you see the damage i’m bringing
aftermath n-gga thats the band im swinging

[chorus]
[the game]
you think you got a n-gga shook right
what you look like
in the club only yankee fitted with a red light
look left look right
n-gga we don’t tuck ice
me and busta rhymes shine like diesel truck lights
styling with my chucks on
gold chain plus stones
on the stores track i run the city like puff combs
and ever since they put buss on
we be dropping gangsta sh-t while my compet-tion making love songs
i got no problem watching snoop getting his cuz on
thank jimmy iovine for letting me put the buzz on it

they say i’m borderline disrespectful
i tell em suck my d-ck long as my wrist and neck glow
i put chicks on xo then show em the breast stroke
hurricane game i splash and let her legs go
far as my checks go got cribs in escrow
in three years flat im crowned king of the west coast

[chorus]
[the game]
im bout the only rapper that ain’t been jacked
how was that? cuz i pack that mack
don’t make me clap cuz i going off yack
on a scott storch track
so sniff these lines while i chop that crack
you can sip that surp while we flip these birds
b stars flipmode thats what you heard coming out that trunk
i pump that base with a red bandana tied around my face
and a louie v belt wrapped around my waist
im so ridiculous, ignorant thats just how i was raised
inconsiderate, belligerent and n-ggas would say
i ain’t finish another album without f-ckin with dre
he can’t finish detox without f-ckin with me
cus i’m young and i’m sick and i’m cpt
and i’m dumb and i’m rich n-ggas can’t see me
with red beams on the s-c-o-p-e

[chorus]
[singing]
b stars and flipmode, flipmode
b stars and flipmode, flipmode
b stars and flipmode, flipmode
b stars and flipmode, flipmode

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