Lyrics Ten Crack Commandments - 2014 Remaster - The Notorious B.I.G.
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It's
the
ten
crack
commandments,
what?
(Uh)
Nigga
can't
tell
me
nothing
about
this
coke
Can't
tell
me
nothing
about
this
crack,
this
weed,
for
my
hustlin'
niggas
Niggas
on
the
corner,
I
ain't
forget
you
niggas,
my
triple
beam
niggas
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6,
7,
8,
9
I've
been
in
this
game
for
years,
it
made
me
a
animal
There's
rules
to
this
shit,
I
wrote
me
a
manual
A
step-by-step
booklet
for
you
to
get
Your
game
on
track,
not
your
wig
pushed
back
Rule
number
uno,
never
let
no
one
know
How
much
dough
you
hold
'cause
you
know
The
cheddar
breed
jealousy
'specially
If
that
man
fucked
up,
get
yo'
ass
stuck
up
Number
two,
never
let
'em
know
your
next
move
Don't
you
know
Bad
Boys
move
in
silence
and
violence?
Take
it
from
your
highness
(uh-huh)
I
done
squeezed
mad
clips
at
these
cats
for
they
bricks
and
chips
Number
three,
never
trust
nobody
Your
moms'll
set
that
ass
up,
properly
gassed
up
Hoodied
and
masked
up,
shit,
for
that
fast
buck
She
be
laying
in
the
bushes
to
light
that
ass
up
Number
four,
I
know
you
heard
this
before
"Never
get
high
on
your
own
supply"
Number
five,
never
sell
no
crack
where
you
rest
at
I
don't
care
if
they
want
an
ounce,
tell
'em,
"Bounce!"
Number
six,
that
goddamn
credit?
Dead
it
You
think
a
crackhead
paying
you
back,
shit,
forget
it
Seven,
this
rule
is
so
underrated
Keep
your
family
and
business
completely
separated
Money
and
blood
don't
mix
like
two
dicks
and
no
bitch
Find
yourself
in
serious
shit
Number
eight,
never
keep
no
weight
on
you
Them
cats
that
squeeze
your
guns
can
hold
jumps
too
Number
nine
shoulda
been
number
one
to
me
If
you
ain't
gettin'
bagged,
stay
the
fuck
from
police
If
niggas
think
you
snitchin',
they
ain't
tryna
listen
They
be
sittin'
in
your
kitchen,
waiting
to
start
hittin'
Number
ten,
a
strong
word
called,
"Consignment"
Strictly
for
live
men,
not
for
freshmen
If
you
ain't
got
the
clientele,
say,
"Hell
no!"
'Cause
they
gon'
want
they
money
rain,
sleet,
hail,
snow
Follow
these
rules,
you'll
have
mad
bread
to
break
up
If
not,
24
years
on
the
wake-up
Slug
hit
your
temple,
watch
your
frame
shake
up
Caretaker
did
your
makeup,
when
you
passed
Your
girl
fucked
my
man
Jacob
Heard
in
three
weeks,
she
sniffed
a
whole
half
a
cake
up
Heard
she
suck
a
good
dick,
and
can
cook
a
steak
up
Gotta
go,
gotta
go,
more
pies
to
bake
up,
word
up
(uh)
Crack
King,
Frank
Wiz-zhite
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Ten
1 Life After Death (Intro) - 2014 Remaster
2 Somebody's Gotta Die - 2014 Remaster
3 Kick in the Door - 2014 Remaster
4 I Love the Dough (feat. JAY-Z & Angela Winbush)
5 What's Beef? - 2014 Remaster
6 B.I.G. (Interlude) - 2014 Remaster
7 Mo Money Mo Problems (feat. Puff Daddy & Mase) - 2014 Remaster
8 Niggas Bleed - 2014 Remaster
9 I Got A Story To Tell - 2014 Remastered Version
10 Notorious Thugs - 2014 Remastered Version
11 Miss U - 2014 Remaster
12 Going Back to Cali - 2014 Remaster
13 Ten Crack Commandments - 2014 Remaster
14 Playa Hater - 2014 Remaster
15 Nasty Boy - 2014 Remaster
16 Sky's the Limit (feat. 112) - 2014 Remaster
17 Long Kiss Goodnight - 2014 Remaster
18 You're Nobody (Til Somebody Kills You) - 2014 Remaster
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