SC - You Know The Rules lyrics

[Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks] I just landed in the land from Atlanta on a late flight Panoramic views out the window to the pool He was playing that po' pimping out the windows of the Lincoln Navigator, glad he had endo in his glove box 'Iers on his temples, fast with the tempo And he smash on the gas, getting cash with his kinfolk He never get skipped when they pa** around the endo Nope, I make the 'Lac get low and do the limbo On the Lake Shore Drive, Rich South High in them hallways We wished we was ball playing n***as who was All-State Wind pipe exhaust game, sick on that Audi thang Nautica Nice Guys tame b**hes that you thought was crazy Now we out in Matteson twisting spliffs and now we coughing crazy I can't be lazy, especially when it's payment season Season vets telling me to get my circle tight Squeezing all them other n***as outside They ain't got a reason to be in there [Hook: Sir Michael Rocks] You know the rules in this game we play Most we can do is keep everything straight This is a game that you can't reply So roll the dice let em lay em where they may [Verse 2: GLC] Aggravating, hallucinating, tryna let go of my frustrations Sit down with some wealthy n***as, you gon' help me get some paper? If not I keep it moving Don't give in to frequent rumors