Live By The Codes chords by J.R. Writer
Verse 1
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Uh, Chia, Gypsat, Jailraider,
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You already know
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what I'm about man,
let's get this shit poppin, I'm here, yo
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I'd probably be pun
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ished for hard livin',
Gun in the car trippin',
Duck in a law runnin'
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This youngin' in Dodge prison,
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cause hell I was smarter
Motel was the carter,
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So the feds wanna shove me
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in a cell like a charger
Come and sit with a boss,
and some Christian lacrosse
This ain't Izzy Meok,
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try Victor and Raw Coward,
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I'm the shit, Trump Tower's where I sit
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I can show you how to style
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a hundred thousand on your wrist
Fresh as nikes when I'm stepping left to right
I press up on your wife,
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never press her for a fight
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Cause, I'm a gangster,
you is definitely right
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Plus before Mike checks,
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I would check you for your mic
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Hack lit in your eyes like Heffa,
what's your size?
I'll take them nasty joints off
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and set them to the side
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Keep one by the belt,
plus one off the shelf
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Even Ashton know you better
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off punkin' yourself
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I'm sold to get by, I'm sold to get by
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Don't snitch, get rich,
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it's the code we live by
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I'm great, believe me,
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I'll bake your CD
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Snake, you ain't got what
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it takes to beat me
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I'm sold to get by,
I'm sold to get by
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Don't snitch, get rich,
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it's the code we live by
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I'm great, believe me,
I'll bake your seat
Snake, you ain't got what
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it takes to beat me
I'm so remarkable,
listen how I do this here
This shit is horrible,
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this is how you use your flair
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Picture what I do this year
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Watch it buzz and rain,
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how I flood the game
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The bitch will need some scuba gear
Step and you're gone,
come mess with the dawn
I got leverage, you'll get deaded
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when the weapon you're drawing
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Your girl sweating my charm
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Cause I come to the club on dubs,
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baggin' cookies like Pepperidge Farm
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All I'm holdin' if you see it's me,
toasters down to TNT
Trust me dawg,
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I ain't got to show I'm on a DVD
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I'm watchin' for the cops,
and I'm watchin' what you cop
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So if you got a deuce five,
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I'm coppin' me a Glock
God damn, you a fool,
when I'm blamin' a tool
Might as well run,
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you ain't got a chance when I pull
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It get ugly if you want,
any set that you bring
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I'll be ready to swim,
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I'll shove you all in trunks
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I sold ya to get by,
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I sold her to get by
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Don't snitch,
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get rich with ya codes we live by
Dm
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I'm great, believe me,
I'll bake ya CD
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Snake, you ain't got what
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it takes to be me
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I sold ya to get by,
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I sold her to get by
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DON'T SNITCH!
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Get rich with ya codes we live by
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I'm great, believe me, I'll bake ya CD
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Smell, you ain't got what
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it takes to be me
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DO NOT SNITCH!!
You
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Live By The Codes
J.R. Writer
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