Представляем точный текст композиции "G-Code" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Juvenile . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «G-Code» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Juvenile передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Juvenile - "G-Code"
Lyrics to G-Code : [Lil Wayne:] I aint terrified from nuthin Im young wild crazy and disgustin Better watch me cuz Im coming With a oven by my stomach Im scramblin for the money Tape ya up like a mummy Call ya people and tell em I need 50 for this dummy Im runnin hidin and duckin Stuntin ridin and thuggin Dumpin fire and bustin Lovin, lyin and lustin Stealin killin and rapin Runnin climbin and chasin Strugglin hustin to make Get it got it I take it Watch ya Chevy mister Move ya purse miss Cuz I tote heavy pistols And man they burst quick Its too late to hesitate I was told thered be better days But shit that was yesterday And still I havent ate But dog thats how ya labor when ya bein a thug These niggas dont seem to feel me till they seein they blood Cant hide it though I represent the 17th Carrollton Hollygrove Thats my G-code [Chorus [Lil Wayne]:] Now put ya box in the mud Get ya glocks in ya gloves Ride drops on dubs We gon live by that Make the snitches catch a cut Soldier pistol nigga what Hit the block and open up We gon die by that [repeat] [Juvenile:] We raised up lookin at trees and brick walls Foreign properties and pack some menthals Got us a fire connect and went off Got jammed with this broad that rent cars Wasnt tryin to change the game, just be in it Didnt give a fuck if we balled for 3 minutes Snatch all the hoes and bauds and ree tennis Niggas cant survive the shit that we been in Jack niggas to get some cheap linen The ones that refuse we put em to sleep in it Got up in the mornin for class and play hookie Some of us is veteran some of em stay rookie Bitch couldnt talk to us if she wasnt fuckin Ya either be bout it or look and keep truckin Police drew causes and tried to cross lines We stuck to the code we lived and died by it [Chorus:] [Juvenile:] If war ever came we held the fort down Back, slowed up, we switched and sold pound Stayed on point to make some more green Get our stash away from dope fiends Nigga had a habit he supplied his own Always stay hot cuz we ride with chrome We kept a little work for the kis and bones Crowds draw heat so we bes alone We learned how to keep our mouth closed and watch Them other motherfuckers fall off the block 24/7 all around the clock We hustlin of course in the gamblin spot We had a chance to stop, we still wasnt ready Shit kept comin so we made more fetti Police drew causes and tried to cross lines We stuck to the code we lived and died by it [Chorus x 2] [ G-Code Lyrics ]
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