Commandments (Prod. By Lewi White And Bigg Bliss)-Ghetto

Commandments (Prod. By Lewi White And Bigg Bliss) - Ghetto Woo Yeah yeah, ay Woo Forgive me father Dear Heavenly Father-ha Ah (ay) Yeah yeah Trap (Ay), Trap, Trap, Trap Ay (Ay) Ay (Ay) Ay (Ay) Ay (Ay) [Chorus] Follow my ghetto commandments You'll gon really see the way that I handle it You gon' get to be f**ked down Or you gon' get f**ked up Its kill or be killed, Get f**ked or get f**ked up, ni**a 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 and a one more time Follow my, Ghetto Commandments Follow my, Ghetto Commandments Ni**a, first of all (all) I'm the first and last (last) You just the first to fall (fall) I'm just the first to blast (Blaw) If you're gonna' curse us all, (all) Then I'm gonna' have to curse yo a** The leave you in the park, Underneath some bugs, dirt, and grass (yeah) I'm the only me, (me) But I'm the first to bust (bust) And you're the first victim, (victim) Quenching my thirst for blood (Ugh) Trust me homie, you don't want to go to work for us (us) I'll turn ya hook to ashes, And turn your verse to dust Tell me the difference between love and lust, (lust) Cause I love the love, (love) But I'm in love with lust (lust) Walk up to your b**ch and tell her I would love to cut her and when They devils come up to leave a crack of a crack of a butt (yeah) Make her lay down in a back of a back of a truck (truck) And when she come up like a squirrel, She just asking for nuts (brr) 24s on my caddy I'm just asked for putt (fore) So when you come up to my trap you're just asking for us [Chorus] They say thou shall not talk, (talk) Thou shall not speak, (speak) Thou shall bow in the presences of a G (g) I spray mace in a bad boy's eye Leave his sh*t all puffy so, Thou shall not see (see) Thou shall not smile Thou shall never show his teeth I'll paint thou art thou, thou shall repeat (peat) Thou shall not (Thou shall not) B**ch I said don't talk, Shoot you in ya a** daddy's head and feet, And how you gon' walk I'm sick in the head, I piss in the bed Hop around the ocean, I leave the fisherman red So much blood on the car, the cops holla' out 'soo-woo' B**ch I'm from New Orleans, you know I know that doo-doo Ipod blastin', 2pac yeah hit em up Chow down, spit em up Black bag, get em up Call the chef tonight, were having sinners for dinner Ain't no wireless in the hood, so I aint talking about twitter And I say, [Chorus] The run away, the rap around (Rap aight) You talk, then you walk, me I'm shaftin' down (sh-sh) See me and the pigs, we don't f**k around (uh-uh) That snitching in the hood, lemme' break that down (break it down) They do there's, we do ours, understand me? I'm blowed up, crippin' with my family And we don't don't give a f**k about the, P.O's, the C.O's, cause we know, wheres we go That we goes, We do time in parole (rol) Now I'm back on the black at night shift Stack on the block I'm cockin' it Back in the lot fo' lockin' it and you know that im co-rocking it Shoebox full of money with a sock in it And we celebrating the ghetto by popping it So no champagne or Crystal Machine guns or pistols (tols) Blaw, hood sh*t Like that? Game over (over) See in my hood we crip, or dip So, follow me So, follow me So, follow me On some gangsta sh*t, Biotch [Chorus]