1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 1 It's the 10 crack commandments, why? 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 1 Man can't tell me nothin' bout this coke 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 1 Can't tell me nothin' bout this crack, this weed, my hustla niggas 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 1 Niggas on the corner, I ain't forget you niggas My triple B niggas 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 1 Damn, I been in this game for years It made me an animal, it's rules to this * 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 that cheddar breed jealousy Especially if that man * up Get your ass stuck up Number 2, never let them know your next move Don't you know bad boys move in silence and violence? Take it from your highness I done squeezed mad clips at these cats For they bricks and chips Number 3, never trust nobody Your moms'll set that ass up, properly gassed up Hoodied and masked up For that fast buck, she be layin' in the bushes To light that ass up Number 4, know you heard this before Never get high on your own supply Number 5, never sell no crack where you rest at I don't care if they want a ounce, tell them bounce Number 6, that goddamn credit, get it You think a crackhead payin' you back? *, forget it 7, this rule is so underrated Keep your family and business completely separated Money and blood don't mix like two dicks And no bitch, find yourself in serious * Number 8, never keep no weight on you Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jumps too Number 9, should've been number 1 to me If you ain't gettin' bags, stay the * from police If niggas think you snitchin', they ain't tryin' listen They be sittin' in your kitchen Waitin' to start hittin' number 10 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 their money, rain, sleet, hail snow Follow these rules, you'll have mad bread to break up If not, 24 years on the wake up Slug hit your temple, watch your frame shake up Caretaker did your makeup When you pass, your girl * my man Jacob Heard in three weeks, she sniffed a whole half a cake up Heard she suck a good dick and could hook a steak up Gotta go, gotta go, more pies to bake up Word up, uh 1, 1, 1, 2, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, uh 1, 2, 2, 3, 3, 4, 5, 6 1, 1, 2, 2, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 And 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9