Stick To The Code Lyrics

Marlo

9th Ward God

Lyrics to Stick To The Code
Stick, stick to the code, move 'bout loyalty
We ain't runnin' to no police, keep it in the streets
Just to feed the family we play for keeps
Early bird get the worm first, I barely sleep
Uh, you can't just talk the talk, young nigga you gotta be about it
Straight cash, no change, it's rare that I see deposits
For these racks in my denim, I send 'em, I send 'em, my niggas they goin' about it
We taking them chances, ain't speakin' no names, we keepin' the code silent

Talk is cheap, and I'm ridin' 'round with that heat
Keepin' that tool for niggas that creep
I been servin' all day in them streets
Keepin' that gas so give me me
F&N my mini-me
Strapped up nigga with two-two-three
I ain't playin' no games, nigga finish me
And this big dope off a big boat
Gave my young nigga dreams and big coke
Told him run up all them pesos
Young niggas ride about what I say so
If you catch a body then you lay low
And the pack from central pejo
With that bitch walkin' down Rodeo, hell yeah
Still runnin' 'round with that call 'cause I'm a player
And them big old extras came off a big old bale
If you stayed down nigga you never failed
And when my daughter died I gave these niggas hell
These niggas pussy and I know these niggas 12, yeah yeah

Stick, stick to the code, move 'bout loyalty
We ain't runnin' to no police, keep it in the streets
Just to feed the family we play for keeps
Early bird get the worm first, I barely sleep
Uh, you can't just talk the talk, young nigga you gotta be about it
Straight cash, no change, it's rare that I see deposits
For these racks in my denim, I send 'em, I send 'em, my niggas they goin' about it
We taking them chances, ain't speakin' no names, we keepin' the code silent

A lot I'm tryna conquer
Middle finger to the judge, it's death before dishonor
He said the birds fly south, it's been a cold summer
Cold teeth for that paper, I'm a road runner
Say, say it's gon' rain before it gets sunny
Get a whole brick and wrap it like a mummy
Want the money, had to cut niggas off 'cause they flunky
They know I'm dope, ain't no way that they control the substance
F&N don't clutch, I'm paranoid, so please don't butt
We the real ones, they can't help to acknowledge us
If you keep it sold, never talk, you get a plus
For the root of all evil, still in God we trust

Stick, stick to the code, move 'bout loyalty
We ain't runnin' to no police, keep it in the streets
Just to feed the family we play for keeps
Early bird get the worm first, I barely sleep
Uh, you can't just talk the talk, young nigga you gotta be about it
Straight cash, no change, it's rare that I see deposits
For these racks in my denim, I send 'em, I send 'em, my niggas they goin' about it
We taking them chances, ain't speakin' no names, we keepin' the code silent
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