Ground Rules lyrics

[Chorus: Mozzy]
Yeah, you ain't playing fair, f*ck your ground rules
The homies finna slide, sh*t I'm down too
Whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too
Whole lotta hand, help [?] the rounds too
You ain't playing fair, f*ck your ground rules
The homies finna slide, sh*t 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*ggas better know if I'm slidin', they better hide 'em
In your business, all on my di*k, it ain't no ride
Any given, I could f*ck up the streets or either guide 'em
[?] gas, no brakes right out the gate
f*ck the weight, I'm tryna make sh*t shake until it break
Mindstate told me flush this white, I call it Kate
Hey, who? Boss, this sh*t crackin' he takin' plates
[?] n*ggas 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 as*h*le, f*ck what you talkin', nothing fair n*gga

[Chorus: Mozzy]
Yeah, you ain't playing fair, f*ck your ground rules
The homies finna slide, sh*t I'm down too
Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
You ain't playing fair, f*ck your ground rules
The homies finna slide, sh*t 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*ggas know where I go
If you ain't a 4 f*ck 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*tches in my new phone
All kinda nookie b*tches in my new phone
Usalama, can't afford to move wrong
He ain't moving mean, for the [?] you should move along

[Chorus: Mozzy]
You ain't playing fair, f*ck your ground rules
The homies finna slide, sh*t I'm down too
Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
You ain't playing fair, f*ck your ground rules
The homies finna slide, sh*t 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*tch, we in San Francisco
This hoe, that hoe, n*gga you can add 'em up
Been with the sh*t, two strikes n*gga, 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*gga
[Chorus: Mozzy]
You ain't playing fair, f*ck your ground rules
The homies finna slide, sh*t I'm down too
Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
You ain't playing fair, f*ck your ground rules
The homies finna slide, sh*t I'm down too
Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too
Whole lotta hand, help [?] rounds too