Man Law, Rule One, it all good to have fun
it in a man blood to go and get some
If ya dudes got a chance to advance
Take a quick glance, let the stupid mofucka dance
Only get involved if you plan to enhance,
his chance, of taking off this female’s pants.
Don’t get in the way of him hittin her hotspot.
Rule one; it ain’t ever ok to cockblock.
Rule Two’s pretty simple, bro’s before hoe’s.
cause erbody knows these hoes got no souls.
Ya boy got yur back till the mothafuckin end.
Chicks tend to spend when they yur girlfriend.
It’s the same story, heard way too many times.
Where’s the glory? it’s gory, dudes’ gettin screwed by dimes.
All you gotta do is read between the lines,
I know she look fine, but yo, so does mines.
I still haven’t forgotten to live by rule two.
Don’t fuck the bitch if it fucks over yo crew.
So you at your boy’s crib, chillin… watchin the game,
All of a sudden, people callin your name.
Your boy asks you, to get him a brew,
The least you can do, since he bought the food.
Might as well grab all da cans you can,
Got in your hand, some shit ass brand, understand?
You wanna say something but that’s rule three.
Don’t ever say nothin if the beer is free, get me?
Rule four, earn your shit, there ain’t no free dough.
Rule five, when you dive, no wearin a spee-do.
So these are five laws, written wit just cause,
Spitted wit mad flaws, ain’t receivin applause
Ain’t droppin no jaws, ain’t fake Santa Claus,
Just try to keep it real, and appeal, while spittin how I feel.
Way dudes be actin unreal. Follow these rules, ideal.