Code Of Silence (feat. S.D.R.)
Emcee
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Tell em free my nigga out the slammer Black and white whips Designer on kicks Got me feeling like a panda Put a dot on his legs Can't stand up All that beef on the floor Pick ya mans up I smoke half a pound You know we run down On every lil nigga that ran up I ain't really with the tantrums Call this choppa on me Micheal Jackson bad Cause the stick got em dancing Cause the stick got em praying Cause the stick got em waiting Cause the drake got em chopping Cause that chop got em drankin Know dat that hammer get surgical Feel like a doctor no patience Said ya bitch she a thot Put my kids on her lip Going out sad boy you give her a kiss I got a strap with 2 clips on my hip Might f*ck around let it rip in this bitch I call my choppa a beyblade Make niggas nae nae Play with the roww It go bang bang Emcee and Roww that's the same thing Know that's the gang gang We change the weather it rain rain Smoke in the air We lift em up screamin mayday Switch on the glock Now it's sounding like a AK My niggas kickin in doors And spinnin down blocks Get to the money nonstop My shooters they accurate Might f*ck around hit ya Acura If you gon run I ain't mad at ya We roll wit savages Might f*ck a round mess ya aura up Sendin niggas to the coroner That shit is average We get the henny and pour it up Promise that they don't want war with us Drum on the stick go grratata Make that nigga hit the cha cha cha Laugh at that nigga like Haha Laugh to the bank You jumped from the ship when It sank So know you can't hang Don't ever ever call us gang The f*ck did you think No you ain't getting a ring A treesh could never get a thing A treesh could never ring Nah don't hit my line If It ain't about the money You know that you wasting my time All of my diamonds they shine Couple niggas did the crime Couple niggas did the time We be doin all the violence Wanna be Roww Gotta know the code of silence Tell em free my nigga out the slammer Black and white whips Designer on kicks Got me feeling like a panda Put a dot on his legs Can't stand up All that beef on the floor Pick ya mans up I smoke half a pound You know we run down On every lil nigga that ran up I ain't really with the tantrums Call this choppa on me Micheal Jackson bad Cause the stick got em dancing Cause the stick got em praying Cause the stick got em waiting Cause the drake got em chopping Cause that chop got em drankin Know dat that hammer get surgical Feel like a doctor no patience Yeah I feel like a doctor no patience I got this bitch and you know that she waiting All of these bitches they all in my face I hit the blunt You know im gon face it I give a f*ck I'm never gon pace it Feel like a driver Cause I just been racing All of these bitches Want race like im pace Feel like im painting Omani Got yo lil bitch and she calling me danny I'm with yo bitch and she Calling me handsome Bitch im attractive Just like a magnet Pushing some metal I give a f*ck I'm pushing the pedal In a V6 Nah a V8 I give a f*ck These niggas gon hate I got ya bitch and you know we gon crank Like im lil soulja I got yo bitch and you dont even know it I got yo bitch and I'm gon bend her over I'm in the range I'm not talking rover I give a f*ck if you don't even know it I'm feeling like I'm Jehovah Feel like a god All in my presence I give a f*ck I'm sent from the heavens I got yo bitch I'm like kevin 11 Cause I keep the metal These niggas ain't steppin All of these niggas is bitches with what All of these niggas is bitches no weapons I give a f*ck what you saying Bitch nigga know I ain't playing He come to the land I go super sayain That's how you know I'm just doing doing my dance Tell em free my nigga out the slammer Black and white whips Designer on kicks Got me feeling like a panda Put a dot on his legs Can't stand up All that beef on the floor Pick ya mans up I smoke half a pound You know we run down On every lil nigga that ran up I ain't really with the tantrums Call this choppa on me Micheal Jackson bad Cause the stick got em dancing Cause the stick got em praying Cause the stick got em waiting Cause the drake got em chopping Cause that chop got em drankin Know dat that hammer get surgical Feel like a doctor no patience
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Written by: Micah Cottman, Syion Randolph
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