Ghetto Commandments Lyrics

[Intro - T-Pain]Woo Yeah, yeah, aye Woo Forgive me Father Dear Heavenly Father Ah (Aye) Yeah, yeah Trap (Aye), trap, trap, trap Aye (Aye) [x4] [Chorus - T-Pain]Follow my ghetto commandments You going to really see the way that I handle You going to be the fuck around Or you going to get fucked up It's kill or be killed Get buck or get fucked up, nigga 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 hit it one more time Follow my, ghetto commandments Follow my, ghetto commandments
[Verse 1 - Snoop Dogg]The run around, the rap around You talk, then you walk, me I'm shutting down See me and the pigs, we don't fuck around That snitching in the hood, let me break that down They do theirs, we do ours, understand me? I'm blued up, Cripping with my family And we don't give a fuck about the PO's, the CO's, because we know That we goes Then do time in parole Now I'm back up on the block at night shift Stack on a Glock, I'm cocking it Back in the block and you know I'm copping it Shoebox full of money with a sock in it And we celebrating the ghetto by popping it So no champagne or Crystol Machine guns or pistols Blat, hood shit Like that? Game over See in my hood we Crip, or dip So follow me, follow me, follow me On some gangster shit, you bitch [Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Mack Maine]They say thou shall not talk Thou shall not speak [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/ghetto-commandments-lyrics-t-pain.html ] Thou shall bow in the presence of a G I spray mace in a bad boy's eye Leave his shit all puffy so Thou shall not see Thou shall not smile Thou shall never his teeth I'll paint thou or thou shall repeat Thou shall not (Thou shall not) Bitch I said don't talk Shoot you in your ass, head, and feet Now how you going to walk? I'm sick in the head, I piss in the bed Hop up out the ocean, I leave the fisherman red So much blood on the set, the cops hollering out "Soo woo!" Bitch I'm from New Orleans, you know I know that Froot Loop iPod blasting 2Pac, yeah hit them up Chow down, spit them up Black bag, get them up Call the chef tonight, we having sinners for dinner Ain't no wallets in the hood, so I ain't talking about Twitter And I say [Chorus]
[Verse 3 - T-Pain Nigga first of all I'm the first and last You just the first to fall I'm just the first to blast You want to curse us all? Then I'ma have to curse your ass And leave you in the park Underneath a bunch of dirt and grass I'm the only me But I'm the first to bust And you the first victim Quenching my thirst for blood Trust me homie, you don't want to go to work for us I'll turn you hook to ashes And turn your burst to dust Tell me the difference between love and lust Because I love the love But I'm in love with lust Walk up to your bitch and tell her I would love to cut And when them devils come up leave the crack in the crack of her butt Make her lay down in the back of a back of a truck And when she come up like a squirrel She just asking for nuts 24's on my Caddy I'm just asked for putt So when you come up in my trap, you're just asking for us [Chorus]