(feat. Mo Thugs)

Yeah, E-M-T (it ain't no rules!)


[Chorus x2: E-Mortal Thugs]
Throwin flagrants you fakers keep fakin, usin 'bows

To keep off you haters as the penalties create injuries
You ^!$$%z be killin me with this negative energy
Sack you ^!$$%z like quarterbacks, send you straight to surgery

(It ain't no rules!)

[PD:]

I'm a step when it comes to the game, slip, I'm a dominate
$#&@ ya, if ya wanna hate, injure ^!$$%z that's in the way
Rules I never heard of them, use 'em and I'm still hurtin ya

You's a small area, whole area, I heard of ya
You gettin neglected plus rejected so expect some chin-checkin
If you bring it you'll get total disrespected

My squad is the money man, Layzie and the henchmen
Mo Thugs the fam, hot damn like a Van Damme
Y'all best know, who you dealin with, ^!$$%z on some other %#@!

We come to get it, move over, we runnin %#@! (it ain't no rules!)

[Chorus]


[Lil D:]
I'm star stu-stu-stuttered like Ruben Studdard

Keep a German Rueger when I move through public
Assets with baguettes, I mean you dudes should run it
Glasses with two tecs, we laugh; a casket, who want it?

Given distributin them speedknots
Headlocks, ribshots, leg locks, head shots, follow my plot
I'm a pop it, feelin my profit, today's topic, @@#!ed it and popped it

$#&@ it, stop it, in my category that ain't a option
Constantly boxin knockin opposin opponents unconscious
Turn your blue suit to a red suit and use you as a sponsor ^!$$%

(It ain't no rules!)

[Chorus]


[Stew Deez:]
Aw %#@!, y'all ^!$$%z done bust y'all up

All of y'all ^!$$%z finna get $#&@ed up
We throwin 'bows at you hoes, ain't no rules so anything goes
We Bobby Boucher'n ^!$$%z, my hobby be sprayin ^!$$%z

My motto "No playin ^!$$%" so $#&@ what you sayin ^!$$%
Up out your mouth you get knocked out
From the first damn round it's goin down

Like Iron Mike Tyson ^!$$%, we knockin your jaw around
I'm knockin you black and blue, E-M-T is smackin you, Lil' Lay is jackin you
For everything you got, so give it up or get shot, ^!$$%

Cause when it come to these streets my ^!$$%z roll, we roll deep
With SK's and AK's up in the front seat (it ain't no rules!)


[Chorus]

[Layzie Bone:]

So many melodies, better be 'bout the cheddar cheese
Layzie, E-Mortal Thuggin like criminals is the felonies
Y'all better be watchin y'all back, off the rip, I come with gats

Bang bang, do the damn thang, I'm a O.G. ^!$$% handle that (buck buck!)
With a scandal that I will murder y'all
Ain't no rules, I ain't heard of y'all

Line 'em up ^!$$% knock 'em down, $#&@ 'em all ^!$$% serve 'em all
Bone Thugs to the Harmony, Mo Thug is my Family
It's real in the streets, you feelin me?

We the rawest clique on the planet see
Forever a menace so put it in Guiness, you better go check my m !@#*cript
(Mother$#&@ers) Yeah (c'mon) you better go check my m !@#*cript


[Chorus]