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The Rules to the Game Video (MV)




Performed By: Ricardo Ignacio
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Ricardo Sepulveda
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Ricardo Ignacio - The Rules to the Game Lyrics




I hop in my whip
And it's time to hit the streets
Motherf*ckers they be lurking
They be hoping that I'm hurting
But I stay putting my work in
Got no time for defeat
I stay on my feet
You already know the mission
Got no time for politicians
I don't wanna hear the bitching
I just wanna get rich
Got no time for no bitch
'Cause these bitches they be playing
Got no time for what they saying
Only f*ck them if they paying
That's the way that it is
How I handle my biz
All the homies know the time
You know me, stay on the grind
So don't waste my f*cking time
Cut to the chase and give me mine
I stay on the grind
Motherf*ckers know the time

The rules to the game
I f*ck with no lame
You stay on your lane
While I stay getting paid
That's the rules to the game
All I spit is the flame
And my past is to blame
You best believe we ain't the same, bitch

Rules to the game
I f*ck with no lame
You stay on your lane
While I stay getting paid
That's the rules to the game
All I spit is the flame
And my past is to blame
You best believe we ain't the same, bitch

I hop out my whip
Side Show hit the scene
All I got is my rep
From the gate I get respect
I come in peace when I collect
As long as you got my f*cking check
Otherwise
Gotta show my reputation
You know me no hesitation
When I press the regulation
'Cause it's all about the rep
So you best come correct
Let's just hope there is no issue
'Cause I'm quick to cock the pistol
And I kiss you before I twist you
Wipe the blood with toilet tissue
After that it's a wrap
What's the motherf*cking haps, baby
I ain't a gangster in these raps, baby
I'm a f*cking savage
Till I'm cremated
Most hated
Self-made
And the motto get paid
But no longer lemonade
'Cause we done changed the game
Yes, we spittin' the flame

The rules to the game
I f*ck with no lame
You stay on your lane
While I stay getting paid
That's the rules to the game
All I spit is the flame
And my past is to blame
You best believe we ain't the same, bitch

Rules to the game
I f*ck with no lame
You stay on your lane
While I stay getting paid
That's the rules to the game
All I spit is the flame
And my past is to blame
You best believe we ain't the same, bitch
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English

I hop in my whip
And it's time to hit the streets
Motherf*ckers they be lurking
They be hoping that I'm hurting
But I stay putting my work in
Got no time for defeat
I stay on my feet
You already know the mission
Got no time for politicians
I don't wanna hear the bitching
I just wanna get rich
Got no time for no bitch
'Cause these bitches they be playing
Got no time for what they saying
Only f*ck them if they paying
That's the way that it is
How I handle my biz
All the homies know the time
You know me, stay on the grind
So don't waste my f*cking time
Cut to the chase and give me mine
I stay on the grind
Motherf*ckers know the time

The rules to the game
I f*ck with no lame
You stay on your lane
While I stay getting paid
That's the rules to the game
All I spit is the flame
And my past is to blame
You best believe we ain't the same, bitch

Rules to the game
I f*ck with no lame
You stay on your lane
While I stay getting paid
That's the rules to the game
All I spit is the flame
And my past is to blame
You best believe we ain't the same, bitch

I hop out my whip
Side Show hit the scene
All I got is my rep
From the gate I get respect
I come in peace when I collect
As long as you got my f*cking check
Otherwise
Gotta show my reputation
You know me no hesitation
When I press the regulation
'Cause it's all about the rep
So you best come correct
Let's just hope there is no issue
'Cause I'm quick to cock the pistol
And I kiss you before I twist you
Wipe the blood with toilet tissue
After that it's a wrap
What's the motherf*cking haps, baby
I ain't a gangster in these raps, baby
I'm a f*cking savage
Till I'm cremated
Most hated
Self-made
And the motto get paid
But no longer lemonade
'Cause we done changed the game
Yes, we spittin' the flame

The rules to the game
I f*ck with no lame
You stay on your lane
While I stay getting paid
That's the rules to the game
All I spit is the flame
And my past is to blame
You best believe we ain't the same, bitch

Rules to the game
I f*ck with no lame
You stay on your lane
While I stay getting paid
That's the rules to the game
All I spit is the flame
And my past is to blame
You best believe we ain't the same, bitch
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Writer: Ricardo Sepulveda
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