Tha Realdirtymoney - Code Lyrics

Code of the streets
Code of the streets
Code of the streets
Dirty
Black man
Black strap
Why you tryna kill me
Tryna get my paper right
You ain't gotta chill me
Shit crazy round here
They die on a daily
People dying
Mamas crying
This how you repay mae
Aids, cancer, diabetes in my blood Now
White man hit the levy it's a flood Now
Coke pills
Snow white
Polluting our brains
Community's f*cked up
My vision den changed
On the block
Rock fa rock
I want to see change
Went to jail for some sacks
Now that shit legal
I'm just keepin shit a dollar
I'm calling my people's
I'm just keepin shit a dollar
I'm calling my people's
I been struggling since a youngn
Back against the wall
Idolizing drug dealers
My brothers took a fall
Experience death three times
Ain't no scary nigga
Play with mines and my paper
Ima bury niggas
Put it all on the line
It's a daily grind
Homie use to be my dog
This is not the time
Say he suppose to do me in
Make that word yo bond
Nigga acting like he with it
He a real bitch
Name in all that paperwork
He a real snitch
Drake hold a hunit
Boy
It a real clip
East Oakland
Dirtymoney
Nigga my shoots will trip
If it's beef
You know
That murder game come with
I'm just ballin in a drop
You know that come with it
Getting top on the block
Call it brain soup
Caught em slipping at the light
Knocked his taper loose
Knocked his motherf*ckin taper Loose
Nigga acting like he with
He a real bitch
I swear
I seen that paperwork
He a real snitch
Watch ya homies
Never no they'll testify
Court date
Close case he'll never ride