Mozzy & Trae tha Truth - Ground Rules lyrics

[Hook: Mozzy] Yeah, you ain't playing fair, f** your ground rules The homies finna slide, sh** I'm down too Whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too Whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too You ain't playing fair, f** your ground rules The homies finna slide, sh** I'm down too Whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too Whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too [Verse 1: Trae tha Truth] Yeah, smoothie got me feeling like Pac, let me revive 'em n***as better know if I'm slidin', they better hide 'em In your business, all on my dick, it ain't no ride Any given, I could f** up the streets or either guide 'em [?] gas, no brakes right out the gate f** the weight, I'm tryna make sh** shake until it break Mindstate told me flush this white, I call it Kate Hey, who? Boss, this sh** crackin' he takin' plates [?] n***as in the lake, no yachts, we 48 'em Two sticks, I'm starving, it's savage the way he ate 'em Hit neck, tell him go [?] without the hair I'm a a**hole, f** what you talkin', nothing fair n***a [Hook: Mozzy] Yeah, you ain't playing fair, f** your ground rules The homies finna slide, sh** I'm down too Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too You ain't playing fair, f** your ground rules The homies finna slide, sh** I'm down too Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too Whole lotta hand help [?] rounds too [Verse 2: Mozzy] No more than a 4, n***as know where I go If you ain't a 4 f** it, buck down a deuce I need more woods, on my way to the store They brought a Randall knife and they're playing this cool Yeah, I had to get it off the stove for my school clothes Lil' brat Freddie B sprintin' on them group-ons [?] it was two toned First she heard of Kevin Gates, baby he had two phones All kinda nookie b**hes in my new phone All kinda nookie b**hes in my new phone Usalama, can't afford to move wrong He ain't moving mean, for the [?] you should move along [Hook: Mozzy] You ain't playing fair, f** your ground rules The homies finna slide, sh** I'm down too Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too You ain't playing fair, f** your ground rules The homies finna slide, sh** I'm down too Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too [Verse 3: Snoop Dogg] When I come through I'm bangin' like a crip dawg Sippin' on some Cisco, hand on my pistol Chicken grease with the Crisco Kaepernick, slap a b**h, we in San Francisco This hoe, that hoe, n***a you can add 'em up Been with the sh**, two strikes n***a, bat up Jumpin' out the GM with it I learned how to swim with it Thirteen, learned to mix a lil' gin with it Been with it and you can check my pedigree Let it be, there's a picture of me next to the letter C I'm confident, the crip keeper I'm at your door, doing chores with the street sweeper n***a [Hook: Mozzy] You ain't playing fair, f** your ground rules The homies finna slide, sh** I'm down too Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too You ain't playing fair, f** your ground rules The homies finna slide, sh** I'm down too Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too