| These streets ain’t got no rules, I ain’t got nothing to prove
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| If you ain’t got nothing to lose, then I ain’t fucking with you my nigga
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| These streets ain’t got no rules, and I ain’t got nothing to prove
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| If you ain’t got nothing to lose, then I ain’t fucking with you my nigga
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| Should I cop a plea or fight 'em, I just got indicted
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| And that bullshit don’t excite me, fuck if you don’t like me
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| I got niggas hiding they hoes, ducking, tucking ice in
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| I heard niggas getting shot at they shows, need another hypeman
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| I got this sexy chocolate bunny, acts so fucking lightskin
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| Always texting 'bout some money, ho I’m nothing like them
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| I was geeked off two tans, I still don’t need no new friends
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| They say they beefing with Slim, well I’ll believe it when I see him
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| I’m coast to coast with this shit, my reputation precedes me
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| I really ain’t fucking with niggas, they either ungrateful or greedy
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| They say it’s hard but it’s fair, you gotta take it or leave it
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| You either hate it or love it, you better stay with a heater, because
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| These streets ain’t got no rules, I ain’t got nothing to prove
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| If you ain’t got nothing to lose, then I ain’t fucking with you my nigga
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| These streets ain’t got no rules, and I ain’t got nothing to prove
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| If you ain’t got nothing to lose, then I ain’t fucking with you my nigga
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| These streets ain’t got no love neither
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| You ain’t got no plug, leave him
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| Residue on my Adidas, heater for a buzzer beater
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| In the cut where I keep it
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| Yeah I’m clutching, I don’t fuck with people
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| Paper like a trapper keeper, safe look like I rap for QC
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| Free C Murder, I was taking notes from Master P
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| Idolizing Soulja Slim, are y’all really down to die with me?
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| I stay in my mirror so don’t pull up on the side of me
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| I got mine with me, I’ma ask questions later
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| They don’t even need private eyes, go on IG to investigate you
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| Stop trying to impress them haters and invest the paper
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| I got the twenties and fifties in the bag right there and a blue strip separate
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| 'em
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| I move premeditated, you’ll lose if you hesitate
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| These streets ain’t got no rules, I ain’t got nothing to prove
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| If you ain’t got nothing to lose, then I ain’t fucking with you my nigga
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| These streets ain’t got no rules, and I ain’t got nothing to prove
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| If you ain’t got nothing to lose, then I ain’t fucking with you my nigga
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| Goddamnit, you’re a goddamn genius
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| You must have a goddamn IQ of 160
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| You are goddamn gifted |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Rules , by - Starlito. Song from the album At WAR With Myself Too, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп