notorious big ten crack commandments lyrics

If you’re not being arrested, never be seen communicating with the police.

Never let anyone know what your next move will be.

Never let anyone know how much money you have.

It’s the same copy his mom was reading in the “Juicy” video. Many believe B.I.G drew inspiration for this song from the July 1994 issue of The Source magazine. In “Ten Crack Commandments,” Biggie presents himself as the Moses of the drug game, juxtaposing the force of God with the dark forces of capitalism, much like Jay Z’s “D'Evils” As in “D'Evils,” the ruthless street religion is stronger than Christianity. Gotta go, gotta go, more pies to bake up, word up (Uh) Heard she suck a good dick, and can hook a steak up Heard in three weeks, she sniffed a whole half a cake up Slug hit your temple, watch your frame shake upĬaretaker did your makeup, when you passed 'Cause they gon' want they money rain, sleet, hail, snowįollow these rules you'll have mad bread to break up If you ain't got the clientele, say, 'Hell no!' Number Ten: a strong word called 'consignment' They be sittin' in your kitchen, waiting to start hittin' If niggas think you snitchin', they ain't tryna listen If you ain't gettin' bagged, stay the fuck from police Number Nine shoulda been Number One to me: Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jums too Number Eight: never keep no weight on you Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and no bitch Keep your family and business completely separated You think a crackhead paying you back? Shit, forget it I don't care if they want an ounce, tell 'em, 'Bounce!' Number Five: never sell no crack where you rest at Number Four: I know you heard this before She be laying in the bushes to light that ass up Hoodied and masked up, shit, for that fast buck Your moms'll set that ass up, properly gassed up I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for they bricks and chips

Number Two: never let 'em know your next moveĭon't you know bad boys move in silence and violence?

If that man fucked up, get yo' ass stuck up Your game on track, not your wig pushed back There's rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual I've been in this game for years, it made me a animal Niggas on the corner I ain't forget you niggas, my triple beam niggas Nigga can't tell me nothing about this cokeĬan't tell me nothing about this crack, this weed, for my hustlin' niggas

Notorious big ten crack commandments lyrics