He broke Crack Commandments 1, 3, 5 and 7.
Rule numbre uno, never let no one know
How much dough you hold, 'cause you know
The cheddar breed jealousy 'specially
If that man ****** up, get yo' *** stuck up
Number two, never let 'em know your next move
Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence and violence?
Take it from your highness (uh-huh)
I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for their bricks and chips
Number three, never trust nobody
Your moms'll set that *** up, properly gassed up
Hoodied and masked up, ****, for that fast buck
She be laying in the bushes to light that *** up
Number four, I know you heard this before
Never get high on your own supply
Number five, never sell no crack where you rest at
I don't care if they want a ounce, tell 'em bounce
Number six, that ******* credit? Dead it
You think a crackhead paying you back, **** forget it
Seven, this rule is so underrated
Keep your family and business completely separated
Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and no *****
Find yourself in serious ****
Number eight, never keep no weight on you
Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jums too
Number nine shoulda been number one to me
If you ain't gettin' bagged, stay the **** from police
If niggas think you snitchin' they ain't tryna listen
They be sittin' in your kitchen, waiting to start hittin'
Number ten, a strong word called consignment
Strictly for live men, not for freshmen