Lyrics:

Say mane.. One thing about this shit, man...
This shit come with some rules, mane. Rules and regulations
A lot of y’all ****** be bendin’ that shit, Breaking the code
Let me run it down to y’all one time though...

Rule number one in this shit: you got to understand
Rule number two in this shit: you can’t trust your mans
Rule number three in this shit: you gots to keep some heat
Rule number four—on the low—you can't trust no hoe
I said Rule number one in this shit: you got to understand
Rule number two in this shit: you can’t trust your mans
Rule number three in this shit: you gots to keep some heat
And rule numb?r four—you can't trust no hoe

What you talkin’ ’bout, Dogg?
What you mean, lil homie?
Play th? post when you ball
All these ****** up on me
How you keep that baby face?
And how you keep it so fresh?
How you keep it look like you vegan?
Wish I was like that—fresh
Hard times, flat lines—stay in my lane, you see
Boxed in, but I boxed out—****** don’t wanna box with me
Don’t bend the codes, don’t break the rules—just stay true to this shit
Stay dope with the top open and the crew cut, from the city of Oakland

Rule number one in this shit: you got to understand
Rule number two in this shit: you can’t trust your mans
Rule number three in this shit: you gots to keep some heat
Rule number four—on the low—you can't trust no hoe
I said Rule number one in this shit: you got to understand
Rule number two in this shit: you can’t trust your mans
Rule number three in this shit: you gots to keep some heat
And rule number four—you can't trust no hoe