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Versuri The Calhouns
Weeastpointin
Luciano
Pauly C.
Briand
Freddie
Brothers
Dungeon Family
Dungeon Family
[ CHORUS ]
There's some rules on these streets that we all
go by
Dope on these streets that you don't buy
Girls in these streets that you let walk by
People on these streets that you don't try
(2x)
[ VERSE 1: Lucky Calhoun ]
I got this hook-up with a Jamaican, he got that
fire-fire
Roll it up, fold it up, now everybody sky high
Certain people that you don't try
Certain things that you don't buy
Listen, live: never try to make that fast sale
Cause when you do, you be on Right Street makin
bail
When you ride, you better ride clean
Don't put no work in your pocket, leavin stains
in them Calhoun jeans
We livin life, and it's hard knocks
Some of y'all pushin weed, some of y'all pushin
straight rocks
That's why we Organized and run with a team
When I get the Caddy, I flip-flop some cream
Lookin out for girls that be tryin to scheme
Wipe out the fakes, start some triple beam
So if you know a hustler, don't even cross that
line
When you get caught up, go and do your time
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 2: Pauly Calhoun ]
Now my brother told me, 'Never sit with your back
to the do'
Re-up, not when you out, but when you start
gettin low
Play your game, maintain, and watch who you
playin
Look them laws dead in they eyes, and tell em you
ain't seen a thing'
Me and my folks on top, we run these blocks
We pay the President, the government, plus them
dirty cops
Pauly Calhoun, livin million-dollar dreams
Now spendin the most, we represent the South
Coast
With some utility trucks, blast them 'Greatest
Hit'
Co-pilot, most dangerous gator mouth pit
Cause we some hustlin pros, never missin a beat
And we'll match any price if you find it this
cheap
Trump tight, love hundred-dollar bills
Secrets than can kill, you can trust me, my lips
are sealed
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3: Briand Calhoun ]
Location unknown somewhere in the woods
Right back in the smoke stack, fire burnin goods
Ain't nothin goin on but sackin this hay, and
stackin this pape'
Huh, we're loaded up, and we'll be on our way
See, the last out the blocks is the left-overs
We in a LX 470, bein trailed by a Rover
Tryin to figure out who's 12th time snitchin n
this click, and
Inside scoops got my partner pinched for a
chicken
See a hit, dog, I holler
When it gets tight around the collar
Never talk for a dollar
Rules of a Calhoun scholar
The rules
That's right
Gotta know the rules
Check it out
[ VERSE 4: Cool Breeze a/k/a Freddie Calhoun ]
There's two things I was taught when I first got
here
When East Point was nothin but a big dirt hill
That when you fight one-on-one, never pull a
pistol
And you never put your hands on a Calhoun sister
Now these the type of things you know that's
right
It's like extra-player points, so live your life
Now he said he heard my tape the other day, when
he was walkin
It wasn't really like I was rappin, it was more
like I was talkin
I said, Well damn, playboy, I don't mean to be
braggin
But your girl wasn't really suckin, it was more
like she was gaggin
Why he naggin, he ain't never showed no love
Man, every since I knew him, he always been a
scrub
So I stepped to him, and he wouldn't hit me
Cause he knew I'd leave and come back and have
the whole East Point with me
So don't you think for once he took my heart
Cause the table at my crib was a ??true Indian
art??
[ CHORUS ]
It's the Calhouns
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