The Calhouns Songtext
von Cool Breeze

We East Point (ahh ooh)
Richiano, Paulie C, Young Dre
Let me see
Legend family
Legend family
Yeah

There′s some rules on these streets that we all go by
Dope on these streets that you don't buy
Girls in these streets that you let walk by
People in these streets that you don′t try
There's some rules on these streets that we all go by
Dope on these streets that you don't buy
Girls in these streets that you let walk by
People on these streets that you don′t try

I got this hook up with a Jamaican, he got that five out

Rolled it up, fold it up, now everybody sky
Certain people that you don′t try
Certain things that you don't buy


Listen here, nana, never try to make that fast sale
Cause when you do, you′ll be on Wright Street makin bail

When you ride you better ride clean
Don't put no work in yo′ pocket, leavin stains in them cotton jeans
We livin life and it's hard knocks
Some of y′all pushin weed, some of y'all pushin straight rocks
That's why we organize and run with a team
When I get the caddy, I flip out the green
Lookin out the guns that were tryin to scheme
Wipe off the face off the triple beams
So if you know a hustler hot don′t need to cross that line
When you get caught up, gonna do yo′ time

There's some rules on these streets that we all go by
Dope on these streets that you don′t buy
Girls in these streets that you let walk by
People in these streets that you don't try
There′s some rules on these streets that we all go by
Dope on these streets that you don't buy
Girls in these streets that you let walk by
People on these streets that you don′t try

Now my brother told me never sit with yo' back to the door


Re-up not when you out, but when you start gettin low
Play the game, maintain it, watch who you playin
Look them laws dead in they eyes and tell 'em you ain′t seen a thang
Me and my folks on top, we run these blocks
We pay the president, the government, plus them dirty cops
Call it Calhoun, livin million dollar dreams
Know who spendin the most, we represent the south coast
With the utility trucks blastin greatest hits

Co-pilot most dangerous gator mouth pit
Cause we some hustlin pros, never missin a beat
And we′ll match any price if you find it this cheap
Trump tight, love hundred dollar bills

Secrets that could kill, you can trust me, my lips is sealed

There's some rules on these streets that we all go by
Dope on these streets that you don′t buy
Girls in these streets that you let walk by
People in these streets that you don't try
There′s some rules on these streets that we all go by
Dope on these streets that you don't buy
Girls in these streets that you let walk by
People on these streets that you don′t try

Location unknown, somewhere in the 'wood
Way back in the smoke stack, fire burnin good
Ain't nothin goin on, but stackin this hay and stackin this pay
Huh, we′ll load it up and we′ll be on our way
See the last out the blocks gets the leftovers
We in the LX-4-7-0 bein trailed by the po'
Tryin to figure out who 12 times snitchin, in this clique and
Inside scoop got my partner pinched for a chicken
See a hit dog′ll holla, when it get tight around the collar
Never talk over dollar, rules of a Calhoun scholar

The rules, that's right
Gotta know the rules, the rules

There′s two things I was taught when I first got here
In East Point wasn't nothin but a big dirt heap
And when you fight one on one, never pull the pistol
And you never put yo′ hands on a Calhoun citizen

Now these the type of things you know that's right
It's like extra player points so live yo′ life
Now, he said he heard my tape the other day when he was walkin
It wasn′t really like I was rappin it was more like I was talkin
I said well damn playboy, I don't mean to be braggin
But yo′ girl wasn't really suckin it was more like she was gaggin
Why he mad? He ain′t never showed no love
Man ever since I knew him he always been a scrub

So I stepped to him and he went ahead and hit me
Cause he knew I'd leave and come back
And had a whole East Point with me
So don′t you think for once he took my heart
Cause the table at my crib was a tree in his yard, nigga

There's some rules on these streets that we all go by
Dope on these streets that you don't buy
Girls in these streets that you let walk by
People in these streets that you don′t try
There′s some rules on these streets that we all go by
Dope on these streets that you don't buy
Girls in these streets that you let walk by
People on these streets that you don′t try

There's some rules on these streets that we all go by
Dope on these streets that you don′t buy
Girls in these streets that you let walk by
People in these streets that you don't try
There′s some rules on these streets that we all go by
Dope on these streets that you don't buy
Girls in these streets that you let walk by
People on these streets that you don't try

It′s the Calhoun′s, ahh