| Song | Breakin' The Rules (Album) |
| Artist | M.O.P. |
| Album | Brooklyn/Jersey Get Wild |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:03.00] | Yeah, check it out y'all. firing squad, mother****ers. (first family |
| [00:14.22] | Yeah, firing squad, mother****ers. check it out. (first family |
| [00:22.20] | The name's bill (what up bill?) |
| [00:25.68] | I'ma semi-automatic addict for real |
| [00:28.44] | Before you test me |
| [00:29.46] | Know i feel that the impact from a gat when it kicks back is sexy |
| [00:33.84] | I put you mother****ers back on the ?rip |
| [00:35.73] | Tip and get the split in a mother****er's asshol |
| [00:37.38] | (ain't nothin changed) i take you mother****ers back to ? |
| [00:40.80] | And get to dumpin off a clip |
| [00:43.26] | (you know the game) you wanna test me? (you gotta) |
| [00:45.69] | Let your time be, there's a long line of mother****ers that's ready to wron |
| [00:49.23] | Me, i put my foot down firmly |
| [00:52.08] | Stick the nose of my gun in some mother****er that don't concern m |
| [00:55.47] | And most dudes don't like the way i rap |
| [00:57.81] | The brown-skinned cat with a helluva fast step, yep |
| [01:01.05] | Berkuance, (retreat!) |
| [01:03.75] | I would never be disconnected from these streets |
| [01:06.03] | Its deep, as the (ocean!) and my (potion!) |
| [01:10.26] | Is to (know when!) to spit fire, mother****er *echoes |
| [01:13.47] | The rules of the mother****ing gam |
| [01:15.09] | Chorus: dj premier (m.o.p.) |
| [01:17.25] | Here it is: ghetto music (rock that!) |
| [01:20.07] | When it drop, if its proper (cop that!) |
| [01:22.20] | Cause some cats be fakin the move |
| [01:24.72] | In other words, breakin the rules! (stop that!) |
| [01:28.02] | We make ghetto music (rock that!) |
| [01:30.93] | When it drop, if its proper (cop that!) |
| [01:33.36] | Cause some cats be fakin the move |
| [01:35.55] | In other words, breakin the rules! |
| [01:37.50][lil' fame] | |
| [01:38.40] | Make way, mother****ers, i'm coming throug |
| [01:41.40] | I'm fizzy wo dog, who the **** are you |
| [01:43.59] | Y'all ****ing mother****ers be, listenin to that false informatio |
| [01:47.82] | Here your ?-ation |
| [01:49.53] | Thugs know home team from the bk and move mother****er |
| [01:52.29] | Run with them guns bust off like john woo |
| [01:54.90] | Try to sabatoge the game, i'ma start somethin |
| [01:57.57] | Try to sabatoge my name, i'ma start dumpin! |
| [02:00.12] | Why do ****ing mother****ers act like y'all don't be known |
| [02:03.18] | Fizzy wo, mother****ers, going for brok |
| [02:05.28] | So when you low, come and hit you with something that gigantic |
| [02:08.25] | Automatic and will make your *************p sink like the titanic |
| [02:11.31] | Now that i know, that you against me |
| [02:13.50] | And you *click*, you *click*, you against me, too |
| [02:17.67] | Tell his man, to tell his man, work out another master plan |
| [02:20.52] | Cause i'ma blast a man, what? |
| [02:25.98] | Chorus |
| [02:28.14][billy danze] | |
| [02:42.93] | Allow me to express my deepest sympathy |
| [02:45.54] | To the family of the cat, that, was hit with the penalty |
| [02:49.08] | I begged him not to ************* with me (i tried) |
| [02:52.14] | He didn't listen |
| [02:52.92] | So they found his ass missin |
| [02:54.33] | Put my barrel in the back of his mouth |
| [02:56.97] | And knocked his head out do or dead, now |
| [03:00.15] | Cold, he actually thought i would fold |
| [03:02.40] | So i tore him a new hole, word to *************'s soul! |
| [03:04.59][lil' fame] | |
| [03:05.19] | When i jump off, or i dump off, about eight rounds |
| [03:07.74] | Holdin my spot down, i'ma knock down, about eight clowns |
| [03:10.80] | Bitch, don't you ever **** around |
| [03:12.63] | With the four-pound token |
| [03:14.19] | Bonified thugster (what!) brownsville slugger |
| [03:17.07] | Ex-mugger, for your knucka, bucka, bucka |
| [03:18.36] | Mother****ers! (**** ya) |
| [03:21.87] | You musta bought a ? in the heart |
| [03:24.54] | Flinch and i'ma tear your ass apart |
| [03:27.78] | Come on, straight like that, bitch |
| [03:29.13] | Firing squad, bitch. ha-ha-hah. hundred years and runnin. yeah, one of |
| [03:36.27] | My mother****ing men, flipper the ripper. y'know what i'm sayin, my |
| [03:41.82] | ****in city, teflon. firing squad, bitch. for life *echoes* yeah |
| [04:03.36] | *echoes. |
| [04:03.48] | *beat to fade* |
| [00:03.00] | Yeah, check it out y' all. firing squad, mother ers. first family |
| [00:14.22] | Yeah, firing squad, mother ers. check it out. first family |
| [00:22.20] | The name' s bill what up bill? |
| [00:25.68] | I' ma semiautomatic addict for real |
| [00:28.44] | Before you test me |
| [00:29.46] | Know i feel that the impact from a gat when it kicks back is sexy |
| [00:33.84] | I put you mother ers back on the ? rip |
| [00:35.73] | Tip and get the split in a mother er' s asshol |
| [00:37.38] | ain' t nothin changed i take you mother ers back to ? |
| [00:40.80] | And get to dumpin off a clip |
| [00:43.26] | you know the game you wanna test me? you gotta |
| [00:45.69] | Let your time be, there' s a long line of mother ers that' s ready to wron |
| [00:49.23] | Me, i put my foot down firmly |
| [00:52.08] | Stick the nose of my gun in some mother er that don' t concern m |
| [00:55.47] | And most dudes don' t like the way i rap |
| [00:57.81] | The brownskinned cat with a helluva fast step, yep |
| [01:01.05] | Berkuance, retreat! |
| [01:03.75] | I would never be disconnected from these streets |
| [01:06.03] | Its deep, as the ocean! and my potion! |
| [01:10.26] | Is to know when! to spit fire, mother er echoes |
| [01:13.47] | The rules of the mother ing gam |
| [01:15.09] | Chorus: dj premier m. o. p. |
| [01:17.25] | Here it is: ghetto music rock that! |
| [01:20.07] | When it drop, if its proper cop that! |
| [01:22.20] | Cause some cats be fakin the move |
| [01:24.72] | In other words, breakin the rules! stop that! |
| [01:28.02] | We make ghetto music rock that! |
| [01:30.93] | When it drop, if its proper cop that! |
| [01:33.36] | Cause some cats be fakin the move |
| [01:35.55] | In other words, breakin the rules! |
| [01:37.50][lil' fame] | |
| [01:38.40] | Make way, mother ers, i' m coming throug |
| [01:41.40] | I' m fizzy wo dog, who the are you |
| [01:43.59] | Y' all ing mother ers be, listenin to that false informatio |
| [01:47.82] | Here your ? ation |
| [01:49.53] | Thugs know home team from the bk and move mother er |
| [01:52.29] | Run with them guns bust off like john woo |
| [01:54.90] | Try to sabatoge the game, i' ma start somethin |
| [01:57.57] | Try to sabatoge my name, i' ma start dumpin! |
| [02:00.12] | Why do ing mother ers act like y' all don' t be known |
| [02:03.18] | Fizzy wo, mother ers, going for brok |
| [02:05.28] | So when you low, come and hit you with something that gigantic |
| [02:08.25] | Automatic and will make your p sink like the titanic |
| [02:11.31] | Now that i know, that you against me |
| [02:13.50] | And you click, you click, you against me, too |
| [02:17.67] | Tell his man, to tell his man, work out another master plan |
| [02:20.52] | Cause i' ma blast a man, what? |
| [02:25.98] | Chorus |
| [02:28.14][billy danze] | |
| [02:42.93] | Allow me to express my deepest sympathy |
| [02:45.54] | To the family of the cat, that, was hit with the penalty |
| [02:49.08] | I begged him not to with me i tried |
| [02:52.14] | He didn' t listen |
| [02:52.92] | So they found his ass missin |
| [02:54.33] | Put my barrel in the back of his mouth |
| [02:56.97] | And knocked his head out do or dead, now |
| [03:00.15] | Cold, he actually thought i would fold |
| [03:02.40] | So i tore him a new hole, word to ' s soul! |
| [03:04.59][lil' fame] | |
| [03:05.19] | When i jump off, or i dump off, about eight rounds |
| [03:07.74] | Holdin my spot down, i' ma knock down, about eight clowns |
| [03:10.80] | Bitch, don' t you ever around |
| [03:12.63] | With the fourpound token |
| [03:14.19] | Bonified thugster what! brownsville slugger |
| [03:17.07] | Exmugger, for your knucka, bucka, bucka |
| [03:18.36] | Mother ers! ya |
| [03:21.87] | You musta bought a ? in the heart |
| [03:24.54] | Flinch and i' ma tear your ass apart |
| [03:27.78] | Come on, straight like that, bitch |
| [03:29.13] | Firing squad, bitch. hahahah. hundred years and runnin. yeah, one of |
| [03:36.27] | My mother ing men, flipper the ripper. y' know what i' m sayin, my |
| [03:41.82] | in city, teflon. firing squad, bitch. for life echoes yeah |
| [04:03.36] | echoes. |
| [04:03.48] | beat to fade |
| [00:03.00] | Yeah, check it out y' all. firing squad, mother ers. first family |
| [00:14.22] | Yeah, firing squad, mother ers. check it out. first family |
| [00:22.20] | The name' s bill what up bill? |
| [00:25.68] | I' ma semiautomatic addict for real |
| [00:28.44] | Before you test me |
| [00:29.46] | Know i feel that the impact from a gat when it kicks back is sexy |
| [00:33.84] | I put you mother ers back on the ? rip |
| [00:35.73] | Tip and get the split in a mother er' s asshol |
| [00:37.38] | ain' t nothin changed i take you mother ers back to ? |
| [00:40.80] | And get to dumpin off a clip |
| [00:43.26] | you know the game you wanna test me? you gotta |
| [00:45.69] | Let your time be, there' s a long line of mother ers that' s ready to wron |
| [00:49.23] | Me, i put my foot down firmly |
| [00:52.08] | Stick the nose of my gun in some mother er that don' t concern m |
| [00:55.47] | And most dudes don' t like the way i rap |
| [00:57.81] | The brownskinned cat with a helluva fast step, yep |
| [01:01.05] | Berkuance, retreat! |
| [01:03.75] | I would never be disconnected from these streets |
| [01:06.03] | Its deep, as the ocean! and my potion! |
| [01:10.26] | Is to know when! to spit fire, mother er echoes |
| [01:13.47] | The rules of the mother ing gam |
| [01:15.09] | Chorus: dj premier m. o. p. |
| [01:17.25] | Here it is: ghetto music rock that! |
| [01:20.07] | When it drop, if its proper cop that! |
| [01:22.20] | Cause some cats be fakin the move |
| [01:24.72] | In other words, breakin the rules! stop that! |
| [01:28.02] | We make ghetto music rock that! |
| [01:30.93] | When it drop, if its proper cop that! |
| [01:33.36] | Cause some cats be fakin the move |
| [01:35.55] | In other words, breakin the rules! |
| [01:37.50][lil' fame] | |
| [01:38.40] | Make way, mother ers, i' m coming throug |
| [01:41.40] | I' m fizzy wo dog, who the are you |
| [01:43.59] | Y' all ing mother ers be, listenin to that false informatio |
| [01:47.82] | Here your ? ation |
| [01:49.53] | Thugs know home team from the bk and move mother er |
| [01:52.29] | Run with them guns bust off like john woo |
| [01:54.90] | Try to sabatoge the game, i' ma start somethin |
| [01:57.57] | Try to sabatoge my name, i' ma start dumpin! |
| [02:00.12] | Why do ing mother ers act like y' all don' t be known |
| [02:03.18] | Fizzy wo, mother ers, going for brok |
| [02:05.28] | So when you low, come and hit you with something that gigantic |
| [02:08.25] | Automatic and will make your p sink like the titanic |
| [02:11.31] | Now that i know, that you against me |
| [02:13.50] | And you click, you click, you against me, too |
| [02:17.67] | Tell his man, to tell his man, work out another master plan |
| [02:20.52] | Cause i' ma blast a man, what? |
| [02:25.98] | Chorus |
| [02:28.14][billy danze] | |
| [02:42.93] | Allow me to express my deepest sympathy |
| [02:45.54] | To the family of the cat, that, was hit with the penalty |
| [02:49.08] | I begged him not to with me i tried |
| [02:52.14] | He didn' t listen |
| [02:52.92] | So they found his ass missin |
| [02:54.33] | Put my barrel in the back of his mouth |
| [02:56.97] | And knocked his head out do or dead, now |
| [03:00.15] | Cold, he actually thought i would fold |
| [03:02.40] | So i tore him a new hole, word to ' s soul! |
| [03:04.59][lil' fame] | |
| [03:05.19] | When i jump off, or i dump off, about eight rounds |
| [03:07.74] | Holdin my spot down, i' ma knock down, about eight clowns |
| [03:10.80] | Bitch, don' t you ever around |
| [03:12.63] | With the fourpound token |
| [03:14.19] | Bonified thugster what! brownsville slugger |
| [03:17.07] | Exmugger, for your knucka, bucka, bucka |
| [03:18.36] | Mother ers! ya |
| [03:21.87] | You musta bought a ? in the heart |
| [03:24.54] | Flinch and i' ma tear your ass apart |
| [03:27.78] | Come on, straight like that, bitch |
| [03:29.13] | Firing squad, bitch. hahahah. hundred years and runnin. yeah, one of |
| [03:36.27] | My mother ing men, flipper the ripper. y' know what i' m sayin, my |
| [03:41.82] | in city, teflon. firing squad, bitch. for life echoes yeah |
| [04:03.36] | echoes. |
| [04:03.48] | beat to fade |