"Shit, man, fuck"
"Driver's license and registration please"
"Hey wassup sir, uh, look, uh"
"Sir, could you please step out the car"
"Oh, not a problem officer, it's all good
I'm just, you know what I'm sayin'
Comin' from droppin' my lil' boy off at my baby mama house, you know
On the way in, you know
Uh, here go, here go my licensee right here
Okay"

Trunk full of yola (yola), here's the situation ('uation)
Flash light in my eyes, he want my registration (what?)
Should I stay, should I run
Got hard, got soft, got pills, got guns (for real)
My driver license is revoked
Just got done burnin', so I know he smell the smoke (damn)
But never let 'em see you sweat
'Cause if he search the trunk, he might find the TEC
Or a bag full of Os
Wrapped in duct tape, nigga, between some dirty ass clothes
But I talked to him the right way (way)
He told me slow it down (down) and have a nice day

You can do your thing shawty, it's okay to floss
But it's still one rule player, don't get caught
For everything you gain dawg, and everything you lost
But it's still one rule pimpin', don't get caught
For every ho you hit dawg and every ho you tossed
'Cause there still one rule player, don't get caught
And you can ride clean shawty, you ain't got to walk
But it's still one rule player, don't get caught

Some niggas rob (what?), some niggas slang (for real?)
Some niggas stack (nah), some niggas bang (yeah)
But I congratulate, not playa hate (hate)
You in the streets pimpin', make your move, get your cake (cake)
Fuck what you heard through the grape vine (grape vine)
You out of line nigga, I'ma straighten mine (yeah)
And I don't believe in wastin' time (uh-uh, uh-uh, nah)
We'll catch them hoes later, stay on your grind (that's right)
Got a low tolerance for ignorance (ignorance)
You thinkin' pleasure (pleasure), I'm thinkin' business (business)
The streets didn't raise no fool
When you live by the code, nigga, it's only one rule

You can do your thing shawty, it's okay to floss
But it's still one rule player, don't get caught
For everything you gain dawg, and everything you lost
But it's still one rule pimpin', don't get caught
For every ho you hit dawg and every ho you tossed
'Cause there still one rule player, don't get caught
And you can ride clean shawty, you ain't got to walk
But it's still one rule player, don't get caught

Got the phone call (call), had a funny feelin' (feelin')
Told him everything was cool, that I was chillin' (chillin')
We used to chill out and smoke blunts
And I ain't seen him in awhile, maybe a couple months
He said he wanted to holla, he seemed anxious
First thing on my mind is go and get the stainless
Make his folks pay a ransom 'bout him ('bout him)
On that bullshit, make a good example out of him (ah-ha)
This nigga hot, he on fire (fire)
I hope his ass ain't wearin' no wire
Nah, dog, you bullshittin'
Said his partner set him up, the nigga snitchin'

You can do your thing shawty, it's okay to floss
But it's still one rule player, don't get caught
For everything you gain dawg, and everything you lost
But it's still one rule pimpin', don't get caught
For every ho you hit dawg and every ho you tossed
'Cause there still one rule player, don't get caught
And you can ride clean shawty, you ain't got to walk
But it's still one rule player, don't get caught

You can do your thing shawty, it's okay to floss
But it's still one rule player, don't get caught
For everything you gain dawg, and everything you lost
But it's still one rule pimpin', don't get caught
For every ho you hit dawg and every ho you tossed
'Cause there still one rule player, don't get caught
And you can ride clean shawty, you ain't got to walk
But it's still one rule player, don't get caught

Ayy, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League in the building, nigga
Let's get it, nigga

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Writer(s): Clifford Brown, Erik Ortiz, Jay W. Jenkins, Kevin Crowe