-E that, tell me where the weed at? You see that, all red P hat Where Pac used to eat at Hoes in different area codes, better believe that Can you believe
ain't that type of girl so I told her "Stop lying" [Chorus] X6 [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Young Money, yeah, okay I ain't got to lie, cross my heart hope
in front of the store With the work across the street and the gun in the stall Soon as somethin happen niggaz wanna run to the law You know the code of
Walk down the right road 'cuz the streets are so cold You betta take ya life slow or you'll miss it Listen to da G-Code if you know what I know Then
heard Know you heard, know you heard I know you all heard What, what, what, what What, what, what, what Tell me you heard Yo, yo, yo, aiyyo it's hope
a code of La Costra Nostra to roast ya I get a little closer Rock you to sleep like I got these little bitches, come over Hoping you fall for the bait
, echo one-nine Hear the call through fault lines Smoke signals, old rhymes Shorted lights in store signs Spelled in a broken code Find that it is time
business the type of cats that whoop your ass at tony hawk with the quickness like benihana's, 360 judo madonnas ride the long ass rail for bonus points if they wanna 315 area code
I learn, tables turn Billy holiday burned down to play when my nerves drowned my folks away Swerving in the locomotive, far from my hopes and motives
with painted toes Famous she code, twerkin' pussy, hurtin', workin' that pose They wanna raise that pussy tab, price and position Enticin' these women, given the proper juice Life that they livin', hope
looking hesitant So keep all that wackness out my ear (Phew, phew, phew) That's the sound of your career in my hood [Verse 3 - Busta Rhymes] I hope you
nigga, fuck you, blow me But you will respect me or get it in your neck piece G No three niggaz here are gonna let me be Or get you inside there's codes
scheamin' on ways To put some green inside the palms of my empty hands Just picture me rollin' Flossin' a Benz on rims that isn't stolen My dreams is censored, my hopes
I got four guns on me, get down and dirty, all by my lonely I leave your brains on your block all around your homies Live by the code of honor, stay
I hope y'all don't mistake glitter for gold While we doin' it, and puttin' it down at the project blowed What's the code Yo, special shout out to all
down, took my twin Big Pun Shit were unbalanced throughout the whole world All I could do was try to provide for his seeds and his old girl Hope your
it Down to start a riot in a minute You'll hear so many Bowe-Bowe-Bowe, you think I'm Riddick While other MC's are talkin bout up with hope down with
some green inside the palms of my empty hands Just picture me rollin Flossin a Benz on rims that isn't stolen My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone
