- Tragedy Khadafi The Code 歌詞
- Tragedy Khadafi
- Four pounds and nines blast at the same time
Thinking is my life on the line really?
Cant afford to second guess overcome by the stress
Got to move with precision aim straight at your chest
Do everything in my power to protect my nest
Use everything that I got dawg nothing but the best
Fake ass ****** wanna put me to the test, I score
More than all of yall who ready to ball
Who got the balls to cross the line they out their mother ****in mind
Final destination you wont cheat deaths design
Like 'Ra(kim)' put seven **** ** in a line
Then add seven more ****** that think theyre takin mine
Then theres seven more ****** fore I pull mines
Then thats 21 **** ** killed at the same time
Pop is all you heard, yall heard never slur the word
Havoc caught slippin **** is absurd
You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit
Might run but cant hide skeletons in the closet
These streets are serious you better use some logic
It might sound foul but its 'The Code' of the projects
You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit
Might run but cant hide skeletons in the closet
These streets are serious you better use some logic
It might sound foul but its 'The Code' of the projects
Yo, 'Hav' its deep, its going down as we speak
And wont stop til theres blood on the street
Keep it tight with fam, and if you got love for your man
Take the cross out your heart never bite the hand
Cause that****ll come back to you tryna clap through you
Laying in the building to put macs to you
Its logic when dealin wit 'the code' of the projects
****** move like unidentified objects
But Im ahead of the game my mind detects
Cause half of yall ****** aint threats (**** around!)
Get dugged deep observed by eyes that dont sleep
For gun toting ****** on the creep
Who wanna see me layin deceased but my instinct is that of a beast
**** peace in these QB streets, I relate to
What guns and nickel plates do ****** tryna air you out and deflate you
Trustin a snake like trustin a *****
Put it in your man hand not knowing he snitch
Aint no loyalty in this, ****** boud to switch
Cause they hate to see a thug get rich, (*****!)
You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit
Might run but cant hide skeletons in the closet
These streets are serious you better use some logic
It might sound foul but its 'The Code' of the projects
You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit
Might run but cant hide skeletons in the closet
These streets are serious you better use some logic
It might sound foul but its 'The Code' of the projects
Black clouds hover above the livest sets
Ac coups jumpin out in shoes blowin off tecs
Before 'Littles' I was 'Lord' street ghetto poet
Never overthrow the people that crown you
Killers and heathens around you
Yall get clapped, left leaned and found food
Murders a hobby death is hard to digest
When your mans layin stretched in a casket flesh
Or gold cain, jumped out the coupe in all my swagger
All eyes on me, ****** lookin at me like
They mad Im breathin cause this ****** layin stiff
He done slipped up and sniffed up the wrong ****** ****
Show him my ones you get shot and hung
On the same phone lines where you jerk my ones
I stay loyal death before dishonor
Loyaltys a honor few get the chance to taste
And you never ever safe when your brand is snakes
You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit
Might run but cant hide skeletons in the closet
These streets are serious you better use some logic
It might sound foul but its 'The Code ' of the projects
You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit
Might run but cant hide skeletons in the closet
These streets are serious you better use some logic
It might sound foul but its 'The Code' of the projects
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