Breakin' the Rules

Yeah

Check it out, y'all (come on)

Firing Squad, nigga

(First Family)

Yeah

Firing Squad, nigga

(First Family) Check it out

The name's Bill (what up, Bill?)

I'ma semi-automatic addict for real

Before you test me

Know I feel that the impact from a gat when it kicks back is sexy

I put you motherfuckers back on the real tip

And get to splitting a nigga's shit

(Ain't nothin' changed)

I take you motherfuckers back to '86

And get to dumpin' off a clip

(You know the game)

You wanna test me? (You gotta) Wait your turn B

There's a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me

I put my foot down firmly

Stick the nose of my gun in some shit that don't concern me

And most dudes don't like the way I rep

The brown-skinned cat with a helluva side step, yep

Berkowitz (retreat)

I would never be disconnected from these streets

Its deep, as the (ocean) and my (potion)

Is to (know when) to spit fire

Nigga (nigga)

The rules of the motherfucking game

Here it is: ghetto music (rock that)

When it drop, if its proper (cop that)

'Cause some cats be fakin' the move

In other words, breakin' the rules (stop that)

We make ghetto music (rock that)

When it drop, if its proper (cop that)

'Cause some cats be fakin' the move

In other words, breakin' the rules

Make way, bitch, I'm coming through

I'm Fizzy Wo', dawg, who the fuck are you?

Y'all niggas be, listenin', to that false information

Here's your invitation

Thugs know home team from the BK make move niggas

Run with them guns bust off like John Woo

Try to sabotage the game, I'ma start somethin'

Try to sabotage my name, I'ma start dumpin'

Why do fucking motherfuckers act like y'all don't be known?

Fizzy Wo', nigga, going for broke

So when you loc, come and hit you with something that gigantic