EWAH!
These motherfuckers lookin' me like I'm a slanger
makin' threats to my family, dawg, I'm in danger
Who do you call when these aides want you dead?
And they hit these penitentiaries and niggas make a plan
So I dip in duck to bed
All my homies stuck out on indictments
Crawling up on the phone talkin' prices
25 lives, demandatory minimum
My whole community gets free like they criminals
Friin' convictions, gettin' motherfuckers hung
Gotta see I own the inside and everybody's hung
Mothers and fathers separated from their sons
Households are broken, you couldn't hold your tongue
If it's yours, say it's yours, take the case through your time
You was out here gettin' money from it, hey, thank you
Now you cryin' at your jail cell, stressin' on the case
And the VAs out of niggas every other day
I can see it in your face, in the middle of your soul
You in question of your manhood, homie
We don't talk to bodies, we don't make a peace bump
We don't trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets, we babble in the hood
I was born in the G code, invented in my blood
We don't talk to bodies, we don't make a peace bump
We ain't trustin' in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets, we babble in the hood
I was born in the G code, invented in my blood
I'm knowin' all the scams, all the tricks to the trade
Know a nigga tryin' to get clean, and you get in the way
Know a nigga tryin' to get green, and you stick out the bait
Cause a nigga like a dope fiend can't rehabilitate
Still we sickin' to the G code, we playin' by the rules
We don't fuck around with new niggas, cause new niggas is fools
We don't photograph the homies that'll catch a nigga up
On the picture, you a victim, bottom line, nigga fucked
Only connect the real, stand down with the truth
I got love for you, and you a real nigga spook
My nigga Spoonie G, I can only name a few
But it's a thousand motherfuckers in the B and bullet proof
So this one here for you, I'ma rip it till I die
Fuck a 5k1, check his PSI, send his ass to the top
If he say he sitting at home, he a motherfuckin' snitch
Snitching niggas need a song
We don't talk to bodies, we don't make a peace bump
We don't trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets, we be baffin' in the hood
I was born in the G code, embedded in my blood
We don't talk to bodies, we don't make a peace bump
We ain't trustin' in the judicial system, we shoot guns
We rely on the streets, we be baffin' in the hood
I was born in the G code, embedded in my blood
We don't talk to bodies, we rely on the streets, don't
Send me no talk to bodies, but we rely on the streets, don't
Send me no talk to bodies
