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G Code - Geto Boys

Writer(s): Mike Dean, Brad Jordan

Publisher(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Man
Motherfuckers just follow a nigga around dude
That's real
Some shit though, fuck these Feds
Racist motherfuckers, man!

I don't want to 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 penitentiaries and niggas make a pledge
So I dip and duck the Feds, all my homies stuck 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
Prior convictions gettin' motherfuckers hung
Got a C.I. on the inside and everybody's sung
Mothers and fathers separated 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

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

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

See I be on some street shit, don't talk to police
I won't accept a visit from agents who want to see
If I got shit to say about a nigga case
I'm a motherfuckin' nigga through and through, iron gate
Know a nigga caught a case and he took his 25
Sat it out on appeal, 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, 'cause he with James
Ain't no motherfucking game, we been living this for real
When the government is working, real niggas never squeal
Right here the truth revealed, Troy you a mouse
Yeah you rapping but the homey Lil Pots can't get out
Niggas they hit the pen, they get charged, then get out
On a Rule 35, he informing for the cops
You can hear it in his voice, I done listened to the tapes
Now you showing up in court, testifying for the state

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

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

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 dope fiend, can't rehabilitate
Still we stickin' to the G Code, we playin by the rules
We don't fuck around with new niggas, 'cause new niggas 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 truth
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' niggas need this song

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

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

We don't talk to police
We rely on the streets though
Say me no talk to police
But we rely on the streets though

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