GETO BOYS

GETO BOYS - G Code

rate me

Man

Motherfuckers just, follow a nigga around dude

That's real

Some shit though, fuck these feds

{?} nigga, racist motherfuckers, man!

[Scarface]

I don't wanna - run no more, but I know that if I stop

I'll be another nigga headed to heaven, hangin with 'Pac

These motherfuckers 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 niggaz 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 whole community gets treated like they criminals

Why are them bitches gettin motherfuckers 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 e'rything was fine

Now you cryin in your jail cell, stressin on the case

And the D.A. is at a nigga every single day

I can see it in your face, in the middle of your soul

You in question of your manhood homey - keep it cold

[Chorus: x2]

We don't talk to police, we don't make a peace bond

We don't trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns

We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood

I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood

[Scarface]

See I be on some street shit, don't talk to police

I won't accept a visit from agents who wanna see

if I got shit to say about a nigga case

I'm a motherfuckin nigga through and through, I ain't gay

Know a nigga caught a case and he took his 25

Sat it out on a pill, and gave him back that time

A soldier in his mind and his actions said the same

Told a cracker tell your mammy suck his dick and {?} James

Ain't no motherfuckin game, we been livin this for real

When the government is workin, real niggaz never squeal

Right here the truth 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 a rule, 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

[Chorus]

[Scarface]

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 dopefiend, can't rehabilitate

Still stickin to the G Code, we playin by the rules

We don't fuck around with new niggaz, cause new niggaz is fools

We don't photograph the homies, that'll catch a nigga up

On a picture you a victim, bottom line nigga fucked

Only connect the real, stayin down with the true

I got love for you Ant, you a real nigga Spook

My nigga Spoonie Gee, I can only name a few

But there's a thousand motherfuckers in the pen bulletproof

So this one here for you, I'm a rep it 'til I die

Fuck a 5-K-1, check his P-S-I

Send his ass to the top if he say he sit at home

He a motherfuckin snitch, snitchin niggaz need this song

[Chorus]

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