Lyrics:
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The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
keepin it real
No telling secrets
We on that for real
Nobody no them
We feel how we feel
Down for the girl code
G i r l c o d e
We all 100
And we all gone
(Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot
Fallin' through the cracks, blinded by the lies we given
Seen these g's on these streets bleed freely but why?
It seem too many of us born to die
But
I keep on looking through the peep hole
Feel like people
Might wanna rob me
And the G code
Is spare ya people
But niggas plotting
They done repo'd
My
(Let the band play)
(Bandplay)
Bitch ass nigga
Ballin' on these fuck niggas like I got a cheat code (damn)
Yeah, that lil' nigga in beast mode
Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, Baby, Turk, B.G., Manny Fresh
Slim, CEO, and me P. Diddy, B.I.G, Born Again
And we won't stop, get money niggas
stuck to the G-Code (yeah)
This ain't a rap song, nigga this is my life (this is my life)
And if the hood was a battlefield then I earn stripes (yeah)
a M for i go (Count up a M for i go)
Some of this shit done got old (Some of this shit done got old)
Ima G gotta stick by the code (Stick by the code )
B.G.)
Boy, picture me com'n, shining my motherfuckin ass off
Nigga I'm com'n in a Ram on 19's
I don't want for nothin, livin the million dollar
call ourselves
Soon as we got a taste of wealth
Now we sound like niggas with a
Bigger arsenal on our shelf
Trained and schooled by G's
Death before
That's juvenile, tell her back up
A city girl, tell her ack up
Bring her packs in, run her racks up
Blow her back out, pull her tracks out
She stay down,
shipe, go by the rule, shipe
Drop everything where you stand nigga,
Give it all up, like a man nigga
You workin with somethin, nigga bring me
Ah yeah, Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte, featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes like this
Icing all out like I’m D Lo, By the three oh still living by the G code
Balance out the game like a seesaw, yeah I’m lethal Gotta do it for my people
"Alright, are you ready?" fuck that
These niggas is green, these niggas is green
I'm talking in codes, pardon me what I mean
When you see him it's
body on broaders, that's all I know
Mansion on Washetona 6 figures on the floor
Double R and DR watched by Uptown security guards
10 G's a ki, 36 o's
sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches (bad bitches, bad bitches)
I be hittin' they daughters
a shoulder to lean
It's the sideline story of a g, don't you worry about me
My heart stretched on this road
& hold myself up sticking to the g code
Cause
Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot they be
nothing but a gangster party
Power Verse
For the love of my culture
The gangstas
we live by the code
For my real ones stuck in the ghetto
In west coast
in
Shine that light on me, put that light on me,
Cause I was sent to the world, by G-O-D,
Shine that light on me, put that light on me,
Cause I was sent
Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin'
Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him
You could catch him in his G ride, clutchin' his Glock
Cease, B.I.G., boy
And Funk Doctor Spock, I mean Redman that's not Leonard Nimoy
88 keys on the keyboard
I'm down to catch wreck, take them first three
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