G-Code (исполнитель: Gheto Boys)
Man [bad word] just, follow a [bad word] around dude That's real Some [bad word] though, [bad word] these feds [bad word] racist [bad word] man! I don't wanna [bad word] no more, but I know that if I stop I'll be another [bad word] headed to heaven, hangin with 'Pac These [bad word] look at me like I'm a slanger Makin threats to my family, dawg I'm in danger Who do you call when these agents want you dead and they hit these penetentiaries and niggas make a pledge So I dip and duck the feds, all my homies duck out on indictments Caught up on the phone, talkin prices (hello) 25-to-life's the mandatory minimal My [bad word] gets treated like they criminals Why are them [bad word] gettin' [bad word] hung Got a C.I. on the inside and everybody's sung Mothers and fathers seperated from they sons Households are broken, you couldn't hold your tongue If it's yours, say it's yours, take the case, do your time When you was out here gettin' money from it everything was fine Now you cryin' in your jail cell, stressin' on the case And the D.E.A. is at a [bad word] every other day I can see it in your face, in the middle of your soul You in question of your manhood homey - keep it cold We don't talk to police, we don't make a peace bond We don't [bad word] in the judicial system, we shoot guns We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood I was born in the Code, embedded in my blood See I be on some street [bad word] don't talk to police I won't accept a visit from agents who wanna see if I got [bad word] to say about a [bad word] case I'm a [bad word] [bad word] through and through, I ain't [bad word] Know a [bad word] caught a case and he took his 25 Sat it out on appeal, and gave him back that time soldier in his mind and his actions said the same Told a cracker tell your mammy suck his [bad word] and see Rick James Ain't no [bad word] game, we been livin' this for real When the government is workin', real niggas never squeal Right here the [bad word] revealed, Troy you a mouse Yeah you rappin' but the homey Lil' Pots can't get out Niggaz they hit the pen, they get charged, then get out On [bad word] 35, he a bought it for the cops You can hear it in his voice, I done listened to the tapes Now you showin' up in court, testifyin' for the state I'm knowin' all the scams, all the tricks to the trade Know a [bad word] tryin' to get clean, and you get in the way Know a [bad word] tryin' to get green, and you stick out the bait Cause a [bad word] like a dopefiend, can't rehabilitate Still stickin' to the Code, we playin' by [bad word] We don't [bad word] around with new niggas, cause new niggas is fools We don't photograph the homies, that'll catch a [bad word] up On a picture you a victim, bottom line [bad word] [bad word] Only connect the real, stayin' down with the [bad word] I got love for you Ant, you a real [bad word] Spook My [bad word] Spoonie Gee, I can only name a few But there's a thousand [bad word] in the pen bulletproof So this one here for you, I'm a rep it 'til I die [bad word] a 5-K-1, check his P-S-I Send his [bad word] to the top if he say he sit at home He a [bad word] snitch, snitchin' niggas need this song