Yo, yo, yo
Once, once again
Know what I'm saying?
[Hook]
Darkman stay on the street with a tool
For these devil worshippers wit' gats and these ignorant fools
Find yourself in the Hudson rocking ce-ment shoes
Middle East, Michigan Grand Rap and gun rule
[Verse 1]
Me and my man contemplating on these future operations
For night clubs two four sh** packed like cases
I'm nineteen paid young can only get better
Got cheese in the war trying to be enormous cheddar
f** a Coogi sweater stay Wu-Wear fly polo
Pepe jeans new boots kid labelled Asolo
Rolled my dolo, k**ed from the east
Me and Reef left them twenty hour stole four bricks 100 G's
Twenty-five a piece straight in they mind that's what it's like
Peace to my man Ted who got hit on New Jersey's turnpike
I send a kite, wit a hundred in your money order
Hol' it down in your cage see you back at headquarters
Everything is fine LA blow spots like landmines
Do the knowledge as I kick seven deadly signs
From the Glock that'll make city streets boom dock
The industry is calling me like Cookie wit' rocks
And I can't stop, cocoa plants grow in large crops
Darkman east coast hip hop pad lock
I'm determined to k** the mic like Jews and Germans
Shoot a shell through your chest and leave your rib-cage burnin'
While you smiling I got forty-five to life on Rapper's Island
49507 what you dialling, fight faster pushing up deluxe Dutchmaster
Enter my potential of script it might flash you
Wit impact, of a two hundred pound wind
See you chased by Wu-wolves wit' no way to escape
Do it from the mouth, crush bones cause this is my house
And I'm prejudice give Mark Clayman like whiteys down south
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Aiyyo, I'm hungry like 3 lions starving in a crack house
Wid guns galore taking Jakes to war
Don't challenge the score from here to Van Couver
I stand wit' this Lex Luger stashed in the Couger
Going through you like needles from Phd's
On any demon, drunken wit' 41 thieves
Crack fiends drug dealers and k**ers run the block
3 thieves wid' binoculars surveillance to drop
A credit dot little Nookie got hit wid' a shot
From a 4-4 calibre government Glock in front of the shop
Equivalent to gun galleries I better keep the eye locked
Show and prove I'm doing Gs trying to teach these 100 Gs
If I hol' nines I freaked it
To getting all this money is a ancient Chinese secret
The liquid, LA can sit down like a precint
I'm flippin' on you MCs for no f**ing reason
[Hook]
Yeah, You know what time it is
Gun Rules, You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, Word Up, Yo, yo
[Verse 3]
I spent about 20 Gs on weed as I proceed
To grow up fill my weight 100 Gs
Stacking loot, known to kept blood on my boots
Trapacane burning blazing outta fifth hundred coupes
So what you stupe?, I freezin' ya blind to sub-zero
And kept all devil k**ers like Robert Shapiro
The LA brings action packed heat like De Niro
I'm ancient in this rap sh** king like a Pharoah
A terror, terminatin' false n***as style
k** a man, his woman, MC and his child
sh** is wild I hold n***as hostage like Riker's Isle
Gotta deceptive, murderous money gettin' smile
I'm the judge while you on trial supreme, k**a Bee
A serpent LA can bite the whole industry
..Motherf**er
[Hook]
Gun rule, Gun rule
[Hook]
Triple Darkness
Sing-sing