Rules of the Game - Jermaine Dupri

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See around here

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How many things can make

Y'all bounce you know

I'm saying

Left to right right to left

Uh it's so so def

And uh

Uhuh yea

Let it go

Hook manish man

Rule number one my n**gas gotta chase the cheese

Number two

Keep these mother f**king hoes on they knees

Number three

Come down with your strap on strap on

N**gas love to hate

So get your cap on cap on

One for my n**gas ain't down for hoes

Free drinks for my n**gas stayin crunk throwin bows

It's ya boy manish man in this b**ch

N**gas love to hate hoes jock 'cause I'm gettin rich

Keep my mind on my fetti just to let you know

Strapped with rocks reds and camera's in my black fo'fo

On the East side n**ga tryin to get me some paper

Lythonia stone mountain all over decatur

These hoes be lovin the player Jason calling me baby

But f**k that I rather trot these hoes are too d**n shady

Look I don't need a b**ch I'm ridin down for me

And f**k a gang of n**gas see I'm a soldier G

And ain't another n**ga who got more got game than me

You need to check yo sh*t because it's lame to me

Since 91 been payin the cost to be the boss

Got no time to floss because the game's throwed off

Hook

Number one my n**gas gotta chase the cheese

Number two

Keep these mother f**king hoes on they knees

Number three

Come down with your strap on strap on

N**gas love to hate so get your cap on cap on

Number one my n**gas gotta chase the cheese

Number two

Keep these mother f**king hoes on they knees

Number three

Don't forget to put the strap on your side

N**ga who ride who ride

Uh South side South side

If anybody know but paper chasing it's me

Playboy j to the e n d

Steady showin n**gas how we do it down South

Steady ridin sh*t that ain't even came out

In the club vip is where you find me at

Private planes ice chains

I don't know how to act

Every city got me some pretty keep me on they back

If I ain't a hot boy then what do you

Call that

If it's my sh*t off the top you can tell

Cranberry pineapple four bottles of bale

Cats that play sports rap fresh from jail

Hoes in packs screamin out at you

See I'm the type of n**ga that was built for cash

Drive me and droppin puttin down a smash

Knowin nothing in life but how to make these hits

Get paper spit game in pull me a b**ch

Hook

Manish man

Rule number one my n**gas gotta chase the cheese

Number two

Keep these mother f**king hoes on they knees

Number three

Come down with your strap on strap on

N**gas love to hate so get your cap on cap

On

Number one my n**gas gotta chase the cheese

Number two

Keep these mother f**king hoes on they knees

Number three

Don't forget to put ya strap on your side

N**ga who ride who ride east side east side

F**k these hoes f**k these snitches

Down South n**gas chop twenty inches

F**k these snitches and f**k these hoes

Four tv screen's big chevy four do's

Uhuh

N**gas best believe I'mma represent

Hardcore n**gas gettin dead presidents

Where the real n**gas went I'mma let you know

Lay back with the strap and they ain't found no

Mo'

These lil n**gas trippin all that hollarin screamin

I know you momma saw dick she should've swallowed that seen

Now I'm drivin through your block red hot like a demon

Cock it back all you see is the beam from

My demon

And it ain't no ping ping n**ga black eye black eye

No respect for the game you better watch out watch out

Got this sh*t on lock and now you locked out

Locked out

All that hate on a playa gone get you knocked

Out knocked out

Rule number one my n**gas gotta chase the cheese

Number two

Keep these mother f**king hoes on they knees

Number three

Come down with your strap on strap on

N**gas love to hate so get your cap on cap on

Number one my n**gas gotta chase the cheese

Number two

Keep these mother f**king hoes on they knees

Number three

Don't forget to put ya strap on your side

N**ga who ride who ride

Uh South side South side