These rules are those of ghetto life and times,
commandments passed on down from gangstas dead.
Followers live but those with ghetto crimes
about to lose their motherfucking head.
To be a bitch is not to breathe the air
or weed you will puff twice then pass to me.
No snitching, dog, and even hoes most fair,
you won't betroth; and hustle will be free.
The real will recognize the other real
and only models, bottles pop on to.
One can't have fun without friends in the deal
and neighbors' bitches you come not on to.
These ghetto laws have every life-lease.
Commandment number ten: fuck the police.
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