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The Notorious B.I.G.
Ten Crack Commandments
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ten Crack Commandments was released on March 25, 1997 by Rhino Atlantic as a part of the album Life After Death (2014 Remaster)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Notorious B.I.G.
The Notorious B.I.G.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Martin
Chris Martin
Songwriter
Khary Turner
Khary Turner
Songwriter
Christopher Wallace
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eddie Sancho
Eddie Sancho
Mixing Engineer
DJ Premier
DJ Premier
Producer
Diana Pedraza
Diana Pedraza
Recording Engineer
Michael Patterson
Michael Patterson
Recording Engineer
Rich July
Rich July
Recording Engineer
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Uh, it's the ten crack commandments
What, uh, uh
They can't tell me nothing about 'bout this coke
Can't tell me nothin' 'bout this crack, this weed
For my hustlin' ****
**** on the corner, I ain't forget you ****
My triple beam **** (Word up)
I been in this game for years
It made me a animal
It's rules to this shit
I wrote me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
You game on track
Not your wig pushed back
Rule nombre uno: never let no one know
How much dough you hold, 'cause you know
The cheddar breed jealousy, 'specially if that man fucked up
Get your ass 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 you highness
I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for they bricks and chips
Number three: never trust nobody
Your moms'll set that ass up, properly gassed up
Hoodied to mask up, shit, for that fast buck
She be laying in the bushes to light that ass up
Number four: 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 an ounce tell 'em bounce
Number six: that goddamn credit, dead it
You think a crackhead paying you back? Shit 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 bitch
Find yourself in serious shit
Number eight: never keep no weight on you
Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jumps, too
Number nine: shoulda been number one to me
If you ain't gettin' bagged, stay the fuck from police
If **** think you snitchin', they ain't trying listen
They be sitting in you kitchen waiting to start hitting
Number ten: a strong word called consignment
Strictly for live men, not for freshman
If you ain't got the clientele say, "Hell no"
'Cause they gon want they money rain, sleet, hail, snow
Follow these rules you'll have mad bread to break up
If not, twenty four years on the wake up
Slug hit your temple, watch your frame shake up
Caretaker did your makeup
When you pass, your girl fucked my man Jacob
Heard in three weeks she sniffed a whole half a cake up
Heard she suck a good dick and can hook a steak up
Gotta go, gotta go, more pies to bake up
Word up, uh
Crack king, Frank Bizza
Written by: Christopher Wallace, Chris Martin, Khary Turner

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