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Juvenile Tha G Code

niggas don't seem to feel me till they seein' they blood Can't hide it though, I represent the 17th Carroll ton Holly grove That's my G-Code Now put

see next year, stupid Keep sprayin' tha MAC-11 burst Hit 'em where it hurts, I'ma shoot first Soak his shirt Blood all over tha place Hit tha block, have thugs all over tha

know how ta survive in tha project and how ta do shit If I hit a hustle, I ain't tellin' tha biz 'Cause tha witness will tell them people who tha murderer

-rats or tha man in charge With tha AK-47, it'll change you boys Da Magnolia Home of tha soldiers Da Magnolia Home of tha soldiers Now where you from

here down Ya heard me, we gon' keep it like that, though, ya dig, nigga Baby, Slim, Juvie, B.Geezy, Turk, Weezy, Fresh, ya heard me Joe Casey, Travey ya heard me, all tha

Juvenile: I put my trust in myself and my 9 first Y'all niggaz second, third, and fourth because I'm first Can't you tell I never had nothin' Down to

CMR bitch. G -Code nigga, G-code nigga, G-code nigga I ain't no pussy ass nigga (ya understand) I'm a rapper but I'm still a gorilla (ya understand)

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x [B.G. + Juvenile]] Bitch, go.. 'head.. catch your.. cut Lil' B.G. done caught his.. nut Bitch go.. 'head.. catch your.. cut Juve-.. -nile.. done caught his.. nut [Juvenile