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2009-07-23

G-code

Artist: Geto Boys Album: The Foundation Title: G Code Man Motherf**kers just, follow a nigga around dude That's real Some shit though, f**k these feds {?} nigga, racist motherf**kers, 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 motherf**kers 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 motherf**kers 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: repeat 2X] 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 motherf**kin 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 s*ck his d**k and {?} James Ain't no motherf**kin 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 f**k 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 f**ked 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 motherf**kers in the pen bulletproof So this one here for you, I'm a rep it 'til I die f**k a 5-K-1, check his P-S-I Send his a*s to the top if he say he sit at home He a motherf**kin snitch, snitchin niggaz need this song [Chorus]