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(Intro: Spice 1) |
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Yeah, hah, hahaha |
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And you don't stop |
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(Spice 1) |
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It's heatin' up like NBA Jams |
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I'll put the meal up in your coffin with the dunk slams |
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Is it the shoes? No it's just my gangsta funk |
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And it's the way that I be feelin' when I hit the skunk |
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Rolls off them blunts, I'm smokin' off five before it's twelve 'o' clock |
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I hit the blacks, see my niggas they servin' them knots |
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It's an everyday thing, see nigga's they gotta get paid |
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I'm rollin' up in my Cherokee some nigga's playa hatin' me |
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But see some niggas lovin' me, like 2 Pac, Richie Rich and the Guv ya see |
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Yeah I got some real niggas on my side ready to hoo-ride, and to all G codes apply |
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So put your rap up in that funk mode and now you know hoe so don't even ask |
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Because we stickin' to the G code |
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(Chorus: Rosa Knight) |
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Playa hate me, (stickin' to the G code) I ain't givin' a fuck |
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Stickin' to the G code (stickin' to the G code) |
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(Spice 1) |
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I ain't gon' never play myself out like some punk ass |
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You gotta shoot my drunk ass before I bust a cap up in your mark ass |
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And nigga that's game, you can't even given a shit 'bout a motherfuckin' thing playboy |
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See me and the niggas that I be kickin' it with be talkin' shit |
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We comin' with straight motherfuckin' real when we spit |
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So if you thinkin' you wanna test this young nigga black |
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My uzi's follow up motherfuckers like some chrome gat |
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Leave you flat on that ass as I hop into |
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my motherfuckin' dopefiend Renault and smile and smash |
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Steppin' to my face and watch my gat EXPLODE!!! |
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Unload, reload nigga, BITCH!! |
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(Chorus: Rosa Knight) |
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Playa hate me, (cause I'm stickin' to the G code) I ain't givin' a fuck |
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Stickin' to the G code (stickin' to the G code) |
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Playa hate me, (hey) I ain't givin' a fuck |
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Stickin' to the G code |
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(Spice 1) |
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I'm rippin' shit up like a motherfuckin' hurricane, shady niggas blurr my brain |
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Livin' up out my window pane with my strap |
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Got one in the chamber, ready to aim a hollow tip |
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me catch your grip up on my pistol as I wait for you to slip up |
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Just another stick up, it's just ate my clip up |
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Rip, rupt shit with my Mack 10 hiccup |
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Fuck all them niggas who be funny style riders |
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Stack my money pile a nigga that's tryin' to keep his ball on |
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You must be gone if you think I've fallen off |
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what I'm talkin' 'bout put these motherfuckers up in coffins |
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Killin' 'em off and leave their bodies hummin' like Luther Van Dross |
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If I don't get ya then the next nigga payin' the cost |
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I ain't the nigga to be fucked with, ready to overload nigga |
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Cause I'm stickin' to the G code |
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(Chorus: Rosa Knight) |
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Playa hate me, I ain't givin' a fuck |
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Stickin' to the G code |
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(Spice 1) |
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Don't like to let these niggas think I'm a sucker ass |
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Gat these motherfuckers fast if they don't feel me like a real nigga |
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Fuck 'em all if they wanna be like gats slipped |
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My clip up in my strap like Shaq and get to bustin' three |
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Niggas in a line, glock twenty-three and my loved hard times |
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So nigga don't be trippin' if I'm bustin' out my car window for nothin' |
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A motherfucker gettin' more than just a little concussion player |
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See how you gon' do niggas some harm |
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when you so motherfuckin' soft niggas wanna squeeze your Charmin |
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Let 'em know you ain't bullshittin' homie |
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Make them motherfuckers say: "Damn, why he pull his strap on me?" |
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In ninety-fo' you know I'm tryin' to have this shit sewed |
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And I'm stickin' to the G code |
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(Chorus: Rosa Knight) |
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Playa hate me, I ain't givin' a fuck |
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Stickin' to the G code |
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Playa hate me, I ain't givin' a fuck |
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Stickin' to the G code |
