Ten Crack Commandments (2007 Remaster)
The Notorious B.I.G"Ten Crack Commandments (2007 Remaster)" is a song by The Notorious B.I.G, released in 2007 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:49 long and contains 58 lines and 470 words.
Lyrics
0:00One two three four five six seven eight nine
0:03Uhh, it's the ten crack commandments, what
0:07Uhh, uhh
0:09Ni**a can't tell me nothin bout this coke, uh-huh
0:12Can't tell me nothin bout this crack, this w**d
0:14To my hustlin niggaz
0:16Niggaz on the corner I ain't forget you niggaz
0:20My triple beam niggaz, word up
0:22One two three four five six seven eight nine
0:26TEN
0:27I been in this game for years, it made me a animal
0:30It's rules to this sh*t, I wrote me a manual
0:32A step by step booklet for you to get
0:36Your game on track, not your wig pushed back
0:38Rule nombre uno: never let no one know
0:41How much, dough you hold, cause you know
0:44The cheddar breed jealousy 'specially
0:47If that man f**ked up, get your a** stuck up
0:49Number two: never let em know your next move
0:52Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence or violence
0:55Take it from your highness (uh-huh)
0:57I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for they bricks and chips
1:00Number three: never trust no-bo-dy
1:03Your moms'll set that a** up, properly gassed up
1:06Hoodie to mask up, sh*t, for that fast buck
1:09She be layin in the bushes to light that a** up
1:11Number four: know you heard this before
1:14Never get high, on your own supply
1:17Number five: never sell no crack where you rest at
1:20I don't care if they want a ounce, tell em bounce
1:23Number six: that god damn credit, dead it
1:25You think a crackhead payin you back, sh*t forget it
1:28Seven: this rule is so underrated
1:30Keep your family and business completely seperated
1:34Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and no b**ch
1:37Find yourself in serious sh*t
1:39Number eight: never keep no weight on you
1:41Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jobs too
1:44Number nine shoulda been number one to me
1:47If you ain't gettin bags stay the f**k from police (uh-huh)
1:50If niggaz think you snitchin ain't tryin listen
1:53They be sittin in your kitchen, waitin to start hittin
1:55Number ten: a strong word called consignment
1:58Strictly for live men, not for freshmen
2:01If you ain't got the clientele say hell no
2:04Cause they gon want they money rain sleet hail snow
2:07Follow these rules you'll have mad bread to break up
2:10If not, twenty-four years, on the wake up
2:12Slug hit your temple, watch your frame shake up
2:15Caretaker did your makeup, when you pass
2:18Your girl f**ked my man Jake up, heard in three weeks
2:20She sniffed a whole half of cake up
2:22Heard she suck a good dick, and can hook a steak up
2:25Gotta go gotta go, more pies to bake up, word up, uhh
2:30Crack king, Frank Blizzard
2:33Uhh
2:46One two three four five six seven eight nine
2:49Ten
One two three four five six seven eight nine Uhh, it's the ten crack commandments, what Uhh, uhh Ni**a can't tell me nothin bout this coke, uh-huh Can't tell me nothin bout this crack, this w**d To my hustlin niggaz Niggaz on the corner I ain't forget you niggaz My triple beam niggaz, word up One two three four five six seven eight nine TEN I been in this game for years, it made me a animal It's rules to this sh*t, I wrote me a manual A step by step booklet for you to get Your game on track, not your wig pushed back Rule nombre uno: never let no one know How much, dough you hold, cause you know The cheddar breed jealousy 'specially If that man f**ked up, get your a** stuck up Number two: never let em know your next move Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence or violence Take it from your highness (uh-huh) I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for they bricks and chips Number three: never trust no-bo-dy Your moms'll set that a** up, properly gassed up Hoodie to mask up, sh*t, for that fast buck She be layin in the bushes to light that a** up Number four: know you heard this before Never get high, on your own supply Number five: never sell no crack where you rest at I don't care if they want a ounce, tell em bounce Number six: that god damn credit, dead it You think a crackhead payin you back, sh*t forget it Seven: this rule is so underrated Keep your family and business completely seperated Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and no b**ch Find yourself in serious sh*t Number eight: never keep no weight on you Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jobs too Number nine shoulda been number one to me If you ain't gettin bags stay the f**k from police (uh-huh) If niggaz think you snitchin ain't tryin listen They be sittin in your kitchen, waitin to start hittin Number ten: a strong word called consignment Strictly for live men, not for freshmen If you ain't got the clientele say hell no Cause they gon want they money rain sleet hail snow Follow these rules you'll have mad bread to break up If not, twenty-four years, on the wake up Slug hit your temple, watch your frame shake up Caretaker did your makeup, when you pass Your girl f**ked my man Jake up, heard in three weeks She sniffed a whole half of cake up Heard she suck a good dick, and can hook a steak up Gotta go gotta go, more pies to bake up, word up, uhh Crack king, Frank Blizzard Uhh One two three four five six seven eight nine Ten
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