1x1 Proof (Ft. J-Hill (Detroit) & Obie Trice)

[Verse 1 - J-Hill]
(One by one) Rule one up in this bitch for real
Roll wit a couple niggas, like Dave Seville
Cause niggas-a, clean you out, like a golden seal
Put ya hands up, gimme ya scrill, what

[Obie Trice]
(Two by two) Ya bucket is clean, you ride mean
Pull up at the light on them gees (Proof: Gimme that!)
Them crab niggas, wanna jingle ya keys
What chu bout to do, bleed (3-1-3)

[Proof]
Y'all don't run the streets, the streets run you
Put a gun to ya kids, art of war, sun sue
In the jungle, stay humble, stumble and fumble
Till death inside'll rumble (Four by four)

[J-Hill]
Rule four, better get this down
Before niggas go beef, better have that four pound
And bust like four rounds, kick the door down
Get yo ass up outta town, dog (Five by five)

[Obie Trice]
Niggas conive, I thought you know it
Ya main man setting up, nigga ya blew it
Told him what you doing, baby, ya ruined
You ain't knowing (6-6-6)