Key: D# minor
Verse 1
street home as i creep
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Am
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Dm
Slow when you
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sleep holding the heat
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Dm
Put holes in your
jeep respect the streets
Its the code of the street
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Dm
home as i creep
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G
Code of the streets home as i creep
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Dm
Slow when you sleep holding the heat
Put holes in your jeep respect the streets
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Dm
Its the code of the street
Verse 2
Got them running from it
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Dm
Touch my Pillsbury dough ill poke
You in your fucking stomach
Now incase you ain't knowing
Hand it over im taking your crown
So mother fucker run it
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Dm
I stick you
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Dm
with knives and i
Turn you into chop suey
Smack it out the ball park
Up your dresses now
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Dm
From rocking a bunch of bootleg
Mitchell & Nesses now
And while the streets grow weary
Coming scarier than other niggas
Im tired of crossing a life
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Dm
Running circles around em
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Dm
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Dm
like ring
Around the rosie nigga
Fronting like you kinda comfortable
And cosy nigga i ain't gunna
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tell it but the
Streets already choose me nigga
I lived for the streets ever since
I was a little kid
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Dm
Built for banging the street feeling
Better than i ever did my hood niggas it's
Verse 3
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Am
home as i creep
Dm
G
F
Dm
Slow when you
sleep holding the heat
Its the code of the street
home as i creep
Dm
G
Slow when you sleep
Put holes in your jeep (comissioner)
Respect the streets
F
Dm
Its the code of the street
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Dm
To get a little
Verse 4
Am
props
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Dm
You niggas shake anything
Yeh i boast because i am the
most everything
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Dm
Nonchalantly keep defeating you
Niggas im saying
Despite im calmly super seeding
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Dm
G
You niggas im saying
With you niggas im saying
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Dm
These niggas they fronting
Till i push something sharp and
End up last the last dude
I feed the streets so much they
How i keep heat
Stay in tune with the block and live
The law of the street im saying
Could hurt me faking
A bag like a turkey baking
Flattern niggas watch me woop on your
Like landscappers chopping
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Dm
A nig ga holds so much
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weight i
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Sell a hook for a mill
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Dm
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G
And give the streets
It and see how we shitted
When i throw up my finger
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Dm
Mo fucker take a look and just see
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I ain't gutta die for yall to see
The ghetto paint a mural of me
I was destin for the throne for
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A reason beyond imortal lies
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And my words streets be
Outro 1
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