Breakin’ the Rules

Lyrics

[Intro: Billy Danze] Yeah Check it out, y'all (Come on) Firing Squad, nigga (First Family) Yeah Firing Squad, nigga (First Family) Check it out [Verse 1: Billy Danze] The name's Bill (What up, Bill?!!) I'm a semi-automatic addict for real Before you test me Know I feel that the impact from a gat when it kicks back is sexy I put you motherfuckers back on the real tip And get to splitting a nigga's shit (Ain't nothin' changed) I take you motherfuckers back to '86 And get to dumpin' off a clip (You know the game) You wanna test me? (You gotta) Wait your turn, B There's a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me I put my foot down firmly Stick the nose of my gun in some shit that don't concern me And most dudes don't like the way I rep The brown-skinned cat with a helluva side step, yep Berkowitz... (Retreat!) I would never be disconnected from these streets Its deep, as the (Ocean!) and my (Potion!) Is to (know when!) to spit fire Nigga (Nigga) The rules of the motherfucking game... [Chorus: DJ Premier & (M.O.P.)] Here it is: ghetto music (Rock that!) When it drop, if its proper (Cop that!) 'Cause some cats be fakin' the move In other words, breakin' the rules! (Stop that!) We make ghetto music (Rock that!) When it drop, if its proper (Cop that!) 'Cause some cats be fakin' the move In other words, breakin' the rules! [Verse 2: Lil' Fame] Make way, bitch, I'm coming through I'm Fizzy Wo', dawg, who the fuck are you? Y'all niggas be, listenin; to that false information Here's your invitiation Thugs know home team from the BK make move niggas Run with them guns bust off like John Woo Try to sabotage the game, I'ma start somethin' Try to sabotage my name, I'ma start dumpin! Why do fucking motherfuckers act like y'all don't be known? Fizzy Wo', nigga, going for broke So when you loc, I'mma hit you with something that gigantic Automatic and will make your ship sink like the Titanic Now that I know, that you against me And you *click*, you *click*, you against me, too (Nigga!) Tell his man, to tell his man, work out another master plan 'Cause I'ma blast a man, what? [Chorus: DJ Premier & (M.O.P.)] Here it is: ghetto music (Rock that!) When it drop, if its proper (Cop that!) 'Cause some cats be fakin' the move In other words, breakin' the rules! (Stop that!) We make ghetto music (Rock that!) When it drop, if its proper (Cop that!) 'Cause some cats be fakin' the move In other words, breakin' the rules! [Verse 3: Billy Danze] Allow me to express my deepest sympathy To the family of the cat, that, was hit with the penalty I begged him not to fuck with me (I tried!) He didn't listen, so they found his ass missing Put the barrel of my hammer in his mouth And knocked the back of his head out, do or dead now Cold, he actually thought I would fold So I tore him a new hole, word to niggas' soul! [Verse 4: Lil' Fame] When I jump off, I'ma dump off, about eight rounds Holdin my spot down, I'mma knock down, about eight clowns Nigga, don't you ever fuck around with the four-pound totin' Bonified thugster (What!) Brownsville slugger Ex-mugger (Uh), for your knucka (Yeah) Bucka (Bucka), bucka (Bucka), bitch, motherfucker! (Fucker) You musta bought a can of heart Flinch and I'mma tear your ass apart (Come on) [Outro: Lil Fame & Billy Danze] Straight like that, nigga (Firing Squad, nigga) Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Hundred years and runnin Yeah, one of my motherfuckin' men, Flipper the Ripper Y'know what I'm sayin My nigga City, Teflon Firing Squad, nigga True to life! Yeah