Breakin Rules (Feat Busta Rhymes) Lyrics
[Busta Rhymes - Chorus]
Now put your hands up
baby I wanna see you move
if you wanna get it poppin than show me just how you do
you can either give me head or f-ck my whole crew
if you into breaking rules than listen to what you do
[The Game]
So put your hands up
n-gga I wanna see your jewels
if you never met a gangsta I show you just how we do
if you blink or move you on the 9 o clock news
I’m riding with flipmode
you aint f-cking with my crew
[Busta Rhymes - Verse 1]
Being that gangsta n-gga game tied
combine a great mind with Dr Dre outside the club
you form a great line
you not a thug you aint even in the club n-gga
roll up in the spot with a bunch of ceder block blood n-ggas
scud missiles launch, holla like a bud n-gga
don’t stop, make the b-tches follow (?)
while you ponder on my moves
sh-t is kinda strange flipmode aftermath bank account number change
since day 1 n-gga east coast stompin
Game told me come through take a lil trip to Compton
the way they live around here the sh-t is evident
they do how like we buy weed down on (?) on President (Westside)
same hood sh-t homes
you know we do it proper
at the Vibe award my Ratchet woulda really repped the Doctor n-gga
look close you see the damage I’m bringing
aftermath n-gga thats the band Im swinging
[Chorus]
[The Game]
You think you got a n-gga shook right
what you look like
in the club only Yankee fitted with a red light
look left look right
n-gga we don’t tuck ice
me and Busta Rhymes shine like Diesel truck lights
styling with my chucks on
gold chain plus stones
on the stores track I run the city like Puff Combs
and ever since they put Buss on
we be dropping gangsta sh-t while my competition making love songs
I got no problem watching Snoop getting his cuz on
thank Jimmy Iovine for letting me put the buzz on it
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they say I’m borderline disrespectful
I tell em suck my d-ck long as my wrist and neck glow
I put chicks on xo then show em the breast stroke
hurricane game I splash and let her legs go
far as my checks go got cribs in escrow
in three years flat Im crowned king of the west coast
[Chorus]
[The Game]
Im bout the only rapper that aint been jacked
how was that? cuz I pack that mack
don’t make me clap cuz I going off yack
on a Scott Storch track
so sniff these lines while I chop that crack
you can sip that surp while we flip these birds
b stars flipmode thats what you heard coming out that trunk
I pump that base with a red bandana tied around my face
and a Louie V belt wrapped around my waist
im so ridiculous, ignorant thats just how I was raised
inconsiderate, belligerent and n-ggas would say
I aint finish another album without f-ckin with Dre
he can’t finish Detox without f-ckin with me
cus I’m young and I’m sick and I’m CPT
and I’m dumb and I’m rich n-ggas can’t see me
with red beams on the S-C-O-P-E
[Chorus]
[Singing]
B Stars and Flipmode, flipmode
B Stars and Flipmode, flipmode
B Stars and Flipmode, flipmode
B Stars and Flipmode, flipmode
