Rules - Wu-Tang Clan

Written by：C. Smith/R. Bean/Corey Woods/Dennis Coles/Elgin Turner/J. Hunter/P. Charles

Both hands clusty pullin' out gats

Double barreled blew off

The burner kinda dusty

We back don't test bring it

To 'em proper potnah

Comin' from the thirty six chamber

Math let the plate spin

Many many brothers y'all be sparkin'

Stray shots all on

The block that stays hot

If ya f**k with Wu

We gots ta f**k witchu

Who the f**k knocked

Our buildings down

Who the man behind

The World Trade massacres

Step up now

Where the four planes at

Huh is you insane b**ch

Fly that sh*t over my hood

And get blown to bits

No disrespect that's

Where I rest my head

I understand you gotta rest yours true

Ni**a my people's dead

America together we stand

Divided we fall

Mr Bush sit down

I'm in charge of the war

Yes yes y'all the INS bless y'all

Stop hearts like cholesterol let's brawl

Never fall tear it down

Like a wreckin' ball

Role call where my niggaz that's one for all

And all for one

We draw the guns on impulse

Cash in the envelope

Spend it on kinfolk

Then smoke a ounce

As we count mills

Providin' you pure

Ecstasy without pills

Y'all know the rules

We don't f**k with fools man

How the f**k did we get so cool man

Never ever disrespect my crew

If ya f**k with Wu

We gots ta f**k witchu

Y'all dogs better guard ya grills

It's all real

We live from it it's

The god I reelz

Yo' wonderful spark the blillz

Let me build with

The people for the mills

I'm rollin' with the

Rebel I Ill from killa hill

Peace to brownsville

Brothers that'll kill for

The will of the righteous

Twenty five to lifers true and livin' snipers

You wait like sixth sense 'til hard to kill

How you livin' street life

I'm surrounded by criminals

Serial killers tote guns without the serial

High tech street intellect all digital

Project original sheisty individual

New York's bravest

Always supply you with the latest

We hall of famers

And still hit you with the greatest

Took a year hiatus now

You wanna hate us

Thanks to all you haters for

All the cream you made us

Y'all know the rules

We don't f**k with fools man

How the f**k did

We get so cool man

Never ever disrespect my crew

If ya f**k with Wu

We gots ta f**k witchu

Sendin' letters to China

My cousin in wendy's on viacom

At home it's worth money

I adorns

Order drinks all real niggaz

Order your minks yo

We got the fit teds on

Lookin' all fink

Daddy everybody

Get money from now on

Payday flash visas livin' like

Easter e'ryday

Don't f**k benz rather a 430

That sh*t that float through water

Eyeball come up

Drop birdies yo

We can eat right

Or we can clap these toys

I'm with street life ain't

Never been a backstreet boy

Who y'all kiddin' tryin'

To act like my shoe fittin'

Confused with ya

Head up yo' a** like who's shittin'

It's hot nixon

Same team same position

Battin' average

Three five seven and still hittin'

Y'all still *****in' still

Lame and still chicken

I'm still here one

Leg missin' and still kickin'

'Cause I'm hard

Hard like a criminal

Love like a tennis shoe

Throw slug to finish you

It's the method man

For short Mr Meth

I can tell this motherf**ker ain't Wu

Look at his neck

Comin' from the thirty six chamber

Bring it to 'em proper potnah

It's Wu Tang rushin' yo' gang

Crushin' the game

Pretty thugs clutchin' they chain

Hand cuppin' they thang

Who gets strange

Gassed up playin' with flames

Let a ni**a take off his shades

See what I'm sayin' is

Y'all know the rules

We don't f**k with fools man

How the f**k did we get so cool man

Never ever disrespect my crew

If ya f**k with Wu

We gots ta f**k witchu

All you niggaz