Текст (слова) песни: Juvenile - G-Code

[Lil Wayne:]
I ain`t terrified from nuthin`
I`m young wild crazy and disgustin`
Better watch me cuz I`m coming
With a oven by my stomach
I`m scramblin` for the money
Tape ya up like a mummy
Call ya people and tell `em
I need 50 for this dummy
I`m runnin` hidin` and duckin`
Stuntin` ridin` and thuggin
Dumpin` fire and bustin`
Lovin, lyin` and lustin`
Stealin` killin` and rapin
Runnin` climbin and chasin
Strugglin hustin` to make
Get it got it I take it
Watch ya Chevy mister
Move ya purse miss
Cuz I tote heavy pistols
And man they burst quick
It`s too late to hesitate
I was told there`d be better days
But shit that was yesterday
And still I haven`t ate
But dog that`s how ya labor when ya bein` a thug
These niggas don`t seem to feel me till they seein` they blood
Can`t hide it though
I represent the 17th Carrollton Hollygrove
That`s my G-code

[Chorus [Lil Wayne]:]
Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya gloves
Ride drops on dubs
We gon` live by that
Make the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga what
Hit the block and open up
We gon` die by that
[repeat]

[Juvenile:]
We raised up lookin` at trees and brick walls
Foreign properties and pack some menthals
Got us a fire connect and went off
Got jammed with this broad that rent cars
Wasn`t tryin` to change the game, just be in it
Didn`t give a fuck if we balled for 3 minutes
Snatch all the hoes and `bauds and ree` tennis
Niggas can`t survive the shit that we been in
Jack niggas to get some cheap linen
The ones that refuse we put `em to sleep in it
Got up in the mornin` for class and play hookie
Some of us is veteran some of `em stay rookie
Bitch couldn`t talk to us if she wasn`t fuckin`
Ya either be bout it or look and keep truckin
Police drew causes and tried to cross lines
We stuck to the code we lived and died by it

[Chorus:]

[Juvenile:]
If war ever came we held the fort down
Back, slowed up, we switched and sold pound
Stayed on point to make some more green
Get our stash away from dope fiends
Nigga had a habit he supplied his own
Always stay hot cuz we ride with chrome
We kept a little work for the ki`s and bones
Crowds draw heat so we be`s alone
We learned how to keep our mouth closed and watch
Them other motherfuckers fall off the block
24/7 all around the clock
We hustlin of course in the gamblin spot
We had a chance to stop, we still wasn`t ready
Shit kept comin` so we made more fetti
Police drew causes and tried to cross lines
We stuck to the code we lived and died by it

[Chorus x 2]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Juvenile - G-Code [Lil Wayne:] I ain`t terrified from nuthin` I`m young wild crazy and disgustin` Better watch me cuz I`m coming With a oven by my stomach I`m scramblin` for the money Tape ya up like a mummy Call ya people and tell `em I need 50 for this dummy I`m runnin` hidin` and duckin` Stuntin` ridin` and thuggin Dumpin` fire and bustin` Lovin, lyin` and lustin` Stealin` killin` and rapin Runnin` climbin and chasin Strugglin hustin` to make Get it got it I take it Watch ya Chevy mister Move ya purse miss Cuz I tote heavy pistols And man they burst quick It`s too late to hesitate I was told there`d be better days But shit that was yesterday And still I haven`t ate But dog that`s how ya labor when ya bein` a thug These niggas don`t seem to feel me till they seein` they blood Can`t hide it though I represent the 17th Carrollton Hollygrove That`s my G-code [Chorus [Lil Wayne]:] Now put ya box in the mud Get ya glocks in ya gloves Ride drops on dubs We gon` live by that Make the snitches catch a cut Soldier pistol nigga what Hit the block and open up We gon` die by that [repeat] [Juvenile:] We raised up lookin` at trees and brick walls Foreign properties and pack some menthals Got us a fire connect and went off Got jammed with this broad that rent cars Wasn`t tryin` to change the game, just be in it Didn`t give a fuck if we balled for 3 minutes Snatch all the hoes and `bauds and ree` tennis Niggas can`t survive the shit that we been in Jack niggas to get some cheap linen The ones that refuse we put `em to sleep in it Got up in the mornin` for class and play hookie Some of us is veteran some of `em stay rookie Bitch couldn`t talk to us if she wasn`t fuckin` Ya either be bout it or look and keep truckin Police drew causes and tried to cross lines We stuck to the code we lived and died by it [Chorus:] [Juvenile:] If war ever came we held the fort down Back, slowed up, we switched and sold pound Stayed on point to make some more green Get our stash away from dope fiends Nigga had a habit he supplied his own Always stay hot cuz we ride with chrome We kept a little work for the ki`s and bones Crowds draw heat so we be`s alone We learned how to keep our mouth closed and watch Them other motherfuckers fall off the block 24/7 all around the clock We hustlin of course in the gamblin spot We had a chance to stop, we still wasn`t ready Shit kept comin` so we made more fetti Police drew causes and tried to cross lines We stuck to the code we lived and died by it [Chorus x 2] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни G-Code: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/6986.html Все тексты песен: Juvenile » Juvenile - A Million and One Things » Juvenile - Rich Niggaz » Juvenile - Run for It » Juvenile - Something Got 2 Shake » Juvenile - Being Myself » Juvenile - Mamma Got Ass » Juvenile - Solja Rags (radio version) » Juvenile - March Nigga Step » Juvenile - 3rd Ward Solja » Juvenile - Set It Off » Juvenile - Shake Dat Azz (If You`re A Player) » Juvenile - Roll With `Em » Juvenile - U.P.T » Juvenile - Lil Boyz » Juvenile - Spittin Game » Juvenile - Rich Niggaz » Juvenile - In The Nolia » Juvenile - back that ass up \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Juvenile - Ha 12" » Juvenile - 400 Degreez Рекомендуем скачать: » Устинов Юрий - Песня маленького художника » Урфин Джюс - Соблюдай дистанцию » Успенская Люба - Горький шоколад » Устинов Юрий - Лесные куранты пробили заснуть » Успенская Люба - Чужая жена » Уматурман - Тайд » Ундервуд - Всё пройдёт, милая » Умка и Броневичок - Страдание » Умка и Броневичок - Не стреляйте в музыканта » Устинов Юрий - Прилечу на рассвете » Ундервуд - Истребитель №0 » Устинов Юрий - Вот обученье лету » Умка и Броневичок - Без меня не завертится мир » Устинов Юрий - Исступленье, исступленье » Устинов Юрий - Издалека » Успенская Люба - Медленный танец » Устинов Юрий - Город назывался Человеком » Успенская Люба - Расскажи мне мама » Умка и Броневичок - Темная вода » Успенская Люба - Просто кафе
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