Code (feat. TDot-Savo)

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KingKlaus

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I walk up in a function, everybody gets tweakin'
Old head hittin' they thirties, mad we ain't even
Got a couple names on the list that I'm beatin
If they got a problem, I ain't trippin', come and meet me

All that wolf aint gon get too far, I would not lie
I keep that Glock on me, I dare you come try
Me and Brody ridin' through the city, we is too high
If we saw a opp right now, me and Bro gon hit him two times

We solid, we stickin' to the code
They keep playin' out of line, we gon' run up, that's fasho
12 on bullshit, stayin' solid, we on go
Can't trust no bitch, cause hoes gon' be hoes

Ayee, stickin' to the code
You get put up in that room, boy, you better not fold
That's what you signed up for when you became one of the bros
I seen the realest turn bitches and other half hoes
So what you on
What you on, bro? I'm tryna slide on the opps
Shit slide on me, I just bought me a glock
Bet that say less ten minutes, better be watchin' the clock
I got you gang, I'ma be outside on the block

Bro pulled up, blicky on his side
He said get up in the whip, he just told me he outside
Gangsta in my eyes, you know me, I'm finna ride
I get up in the car, tell that bitch who's finna slide

Pulled up to the crib, everybody up outside
Ain't nothin' to speak about, boy, you finna die
His momma in the crib and I know she finna cry
If the bros get locked up, I know they finna lie

Hop up out the car, you know I got my K on them Bro up by my side
His eyes up on that gem, if they wanna try these bullets gon' end up in them,
Tell them run me out they pockets before I hit you in your stem

Get up in the mix, we leave em' dead behind
Me and bro, we solid, we stickin' to the line
If 12 pull up, I'm runnin', won't do the time
Got the blick up in my hand, you know I'm finna slide

Pulled up in the trap, boutta go to sleep
Before I close my eyes, all I hear is police
Grab my blick, I grab the weed, I ain't on no lease
Run out the back door, get up in the streets

Runnin' through them alleys, man, I see all the blues
12 on bullshit, if they see me, I'ma shoot
Can't get caught up, man, I got too much to lose
I ain't goin' down, I'ma fight, watch the news

Call bro up, I don't know what he do
He ain't even answer, what the f*ck I'ma do
Gotta be in jail, he must've made it through
Now, I gotta slide on him, leave them with some screws

F*ck, now, here it is
I'ma run up in that jail cell tell everybody don't move
If they even flinch, I'ma have to get em removed
Lookin' for my brother, makin' my point proved

Shit, I didn't even think it through
He up on D-block, me and him, that's two
Gave bro a glide, told him he don't need to shoot
Sirens goin' off, it's boutta be a pursuit

That's the gang, we solid on the code
Runnin' through that jail, man, I thought he was gon' fold
Hell nah, we runnin', we so damn close
As I hit that door, I see a gun to my head and I froze

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