Lyrics:
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We g'd up fully all my bros we know the code
1st time we fucked the wetty splashed me in my face
2nd time we loved I came prepared I rode her wave
I was selling crack pills and weed I had different flavors
Too much traffic at the house police had to raid it
Had one too many complaints by
the season's all on his beef was hickory
The situation at hand still remained critical
The check analytical, reaction was pitiful
He pushed his pawn up, yo
oil so he could cash checks on
The strength cause local niggas be hating
But the sound still travels from state to state and
No dress code, boot, hats
shitted on me
That's why I don't answer my phone when it rings
I want some necklaces, chains, and some rings
Hate when a hoe be talking bout we
I'm by
S.O.B
Yeah that's the team
Solo
Yeah, all hail the almighty
Won't prevail and ball like me
Phone ringing dissect what the call might be
Checks in
off, story of a real boss
Compromise the g-code thats the start of your loss
Remember what my bro said fly life over sucka shit
Thats all thats stuck in
still feel defeat
Even when your souls are massaged by a rosary
Twenty one grams over G recite my passage lead the blind
I can make the soulless see so
been given, wassup?
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk, oh, walk on
Uh, yeah
They call me Logic, yeah that's L-O-G-I-C
I ain't wrapped up in them
I'm caught up in some new shit
I did what I did I ain't do this
Click by click I'm gon' get hits
It's my lap time now check this
(AVOSAM he...)
Hoe
this application
And estimate is needed for your under estimation
I'm firing on the spot go back and check your calculation
Like a sniper in
aboutta hater so he doin the most
Copped uh Benz and then copped me uh ghost
I been plottin for uh minute had to use the g code
Gettin money like uh
It’s a new era
Got a new wave now they lookin' jealous
We trynna kill em
Run down with success
Team purely the best
Always chasing a check
Not even
they won't let me in
Sayin that I don't know the code
When they see me catchin' wins
They'll all do as they're told
Never take no calls on phone that's
it again, startin' something
*Phone rings*
[Radio DJ]
KWBALLS, who's this?!
[Warren G]
Yo, what's up?! This Warren G and I was just calling in
I've taken I bled alone dog
I'm a smooth ass criminal don't you tell on me
Better watch what you tell to me on my cell phone
I got niggas I can't bring
anything else (They don't gotta do anything else)
(Check it out, baby)
[Timbaland:]
Hear dis beat
It's done by me
I do them ill beats, Ya know what
check it)
'Cause I love to grip that with a passion, got a couple of zips
And I'm off the rip, ready for action, nigga, fuck who you with
'Cause I be
This a code thing
She got big dreams
She know G.V.O the law
What you seeking
I got meetings
In the evening
I need checks in the vault
I’m unleashing
when they step this is axe down
If you don't know, I recommend you check
And ask them motherfuckers, how many heads I put to rest
I play a game but
Luther King Drive
Whole team getting high, on phones
We learned different codes of pig Latin
So the jakes don't follow our trail with sick patterns
just take my break I guess
One phone call to the SMokeHouse man dem pull up skee mask in a brand new Getz
Baddie from Cupe Coy wan me check her but with
frames cover up my eyes I don't see broke
No matter what I do I can't satisfy these people
So I learned at 19 how to stick to the G-Code
Back in 09 I had
athiest siga, hun rabb naam tu jap nah
Double K te Bad Mundey, run karde shehar munde
1600 te 59, zipcode hi lehar,munde
Cheat code karan hack munde, seat
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