I been feeding my face with beers, all lazy and casual No rules to this sh**, I'm the craziest animal I kept my rep ruthless and you respect, my games not whack, you get your face all slapped Rule number uno - Give a f** who you know Talking out your c*nt like my boy knows judo The jealousy never seems fresh to me so shut the f** up I'd rather puff and bust nuts Number two - Never put your trust in a dumb slag Strictly self medicate and meditate with skunk bags She'll have your friends fighting like a bunch of dicks, scream blue murder in her face but never punch the b**h Three - Never tick your mate a lump of coke and expect him to come back with nothing up his nose The close ones will take the f**ing piss kids trust me. I try not to think about it much cause it disgusts me Four - When the pigs come to your door never reply and forever deny Number five - Never give a verse to a prick, I don't care if he's sick at spitting verses for sh** Number six - Running out of credit? Forget it. Contract phone and pay-as-you-go for selling Seven - This rule is so celebrated, keep your best friends and enemies completely separated Family and pricks don't mix like stewed piss with no sh**. Mix yourself a mystery dish! Number eight - Never keep no hate 'round you, those slags in your crew they can break out too Number nine should of been my consumptional piece that anytime you see a copper scream f** the police If you're hanging out with pigs then I ain't trying to listen. I'll be sitting in the prison ready to switch vision Number ten - Never betray your best friends. Strictly respect when you didn't neglect them If they ain't gonna show it back they may as well go, to affiliation beggars you can say "hell no" Follow these rules you'll have no cash to splash out but fully qualified to tell a slag to get her rat out Don't back down, smoke a bag of baccy in the crack house Gotta go, gotta go and put another slapper's back out!