Lyrics Ten Crack Commandments (2014 Remaster).lrc The Notorious B.I.G.
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[ar: The Notorious B.I.G.]
[al: Life After Death]
[ti: Ten Crack Commandments (2014 Remaster)]
[length: 03:24]
[00:00.05]1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
[00:03.84]It’s the ten crack commandments, what? (Uh)
[00:07.90]Nigga can’t tell me nothing about this coke
[00:12.36]Can’t tell me nothing about this crack, this weed, for my hustlin’ niggas
[00:16.51]Niggas on the corner, I ain’t forget you niggas, my triple beam niggas
[00:22.27]1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
[00:26.73]I’ve been in this game for years, it made me a animal
[00:30.38]There’s rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual
[00:33.12]A step-by-step booklet for you to get
[00:35.74]Your game on track, not your wig pushed back
[00:38.43]Rule number uno, never let no one know
[00:41.52]How much dough you hold ’cause you know
[00:44.17]The cheddar breed jealousy ‘specially
[00:46.67]If that man fucked up, get yo’ ass stuck up
[00:49.56]Number two, never let ’em know your next move
[00:52.12]Don’t you know Bad Boys move in silence and violence?
[00:55.17]Take it from your highness (uh-huh)
[00:56.93]I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for they bricks and chips
[01:00.49]Number three, never trust nobody
[01:03.03]Your moms’ll set that ass up, properly gassed up
[01:05.92]Hoodied and masked up, shit, for that fast buck
[01:08.77]She be laying in the bushes to light that ass up
[01:11.50]Number four, I know you heard this before
[01:14.30]”Never get high on your own supply”
[01:16.92]Number five, never sell no crack where you rest at
[01:20.12]I don’t care if they want an ounce, tell ’em, “Bounce!”
[01:22.43]Number six, that goddamn credit? Dead it
[01:25.50]You think a crackhead paying you back, shit, forget it
[01:28.39]Seven, this rule is so underrated
[01:30.77]Keep your family and business completely separated
[01:33.76]Money and blood don’t mix like two dicks and no bitch
[01:37.34]Find yourself in serious shit
[01:39.12]Number eight, never keep no weight on you
[01:41.78]Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jumps too
[01:44.51]Number nine shoulda been number one to me
[01:47.23]If you ain’t gettin’ bagged, stay the fuck from police
[01:50.35]If niggas think you snitchin’, they ain’t tryna listen
[01:52.85]They be sittin’ in your kitchen, waiting to start hittin’
[01:55.41]Number ten, a strong word called, “Consignment”
[01:58.45]Strictly for live men, not for freshmen
[02:01.09]If you ain’t got the clientele, say, “Hell no!”
[02:04.03]’Cause they gon’ want they money rain, sleet, hail, snow
[02:06.86]Follow these rules, you’ll have mad bread to break up
[02:09.56]If not, 24 years on the wake-up
[02:12.50]Slug hit your temple, watch your frame shake up
[02:15.13]Caretaker did your makeup, when you passed
[02:17.87]Your girl fucked my man Jacob
[02:19.67]Heard in three weeks, she sniffed a whole half a cake up
[02:22.46]Heard she suck a good dick, and can cook a steak up
[02:25.16]Gotta go, gotta go, more pies to bake up, word up (uh)
[02:29.61]Crack King, Frank Wiz-zhite
[02:33.87]1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6-
[02:40.14]1, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
[02:45.61]1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
[02:49.27]Ten
[02:51.85]Year of Release: 1997