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(Feat. Ice Berg) Yea, and Imma live by the code, I die by the code Be a real nigga till my casket door closed ah Dead by the code, and Imma live by the code Imma live by the code Quit it with the school, this the life I chose Imma live by the code, I die by the code Keep it 100, never snitching on full I arise from niggas until my eyes closed In love with the money, I don’t love these hoes 4x I solemnly swear Imma live by the code, I die by the code I’ll be a real nigga till my casket door closed Ok now 12 years old yea, momma in the kitchen Told her if my brother went to jail I’m never snitchin’ She said boy go wash them dishes She might think I’m trippin’ Twelve years later boy I still hold my position Just that decode emit who let no pussies get me I go to court, I’m drunk as fuck I’m stressing on that remit I hit the stand, I raised my hand And I know that’s against me Letras de cancionesThe judge man trippin, tryna get my youngest twenty I’m like no sir, your honor I don’t know any gunners Don’t know anywhere and who it was That’s such a bummer, we good Imma live by the G shit And I solemnly swear to keep a bad bitch Imma live by the code, I die by the code Keep it 100, never snitching on full (never snitching on full) I arise from niggas until my eyes closed In love with the money, I don’t love these hoes 4x I solemnly swear Imma live by the code, I die by the code I’ll be a real nigga till my casket door closed Hold up Park the Chevy, hopped in the back seat of something Seize your client, cut as closed, they ain’t see me coming Blackjack, no even money You act bad, you gon get your ass wacked while I’m beating something Use the line, use the line If you get hit you go rise with your punk ass It’s ready, put it on like you own that I got an AK in the drawer mat With a shoulder strap, that’s gon clap With a sole trigger, that’s scar niggas Every time I own it back And I allow too many niggas to be slippin’ Now I don’t even fall asleep around these bitches And it ain’t no secret, these niggas out here snitchin’ And them bitches is the ones who is considered the realest Imma live by the code, I die by the code Keep it 100, never snitching on full I arise from niggas until my eyes closed In love with the money, I don’t love these hoes 4x I solemnly swear Imma live by the code, I die by the code I’ll be a real nigga till my casket door closed Dead by the code, and Imma live by the code Imma live by the code Quit it with the school, this the life I chose x2 From Letras Mania