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Tragedy Khadafi - The Code (7L Mix) (feat. Havoc)

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f/ Havoc, Littles

[Havoc]

Four pounds and nines blast at the same time

Thinking is my life on the line really?

Can't afford to second guess overcome by the stress

Got to move with precision aim straight at your chest

Do everything in my power to protect my nest

Use everything that I got dawg nothing but the best

Fake ass niggaz wanna put me to the test, I score

More than all of y'all who ready to ball

Who got the balls to cross the line they out their mother fuckin mind

Final destination you won't cheat deaths design

Like "Ra(kim)" put seven niggaz in a line

Then add seven more niggaz that think they're takin' mine

Then there's seven more niggaz 'fore I pull mines

Then that's 21 niggaz killed at the same time

Pop is all you heard, y'all heard never slur the word

Havoc caught slippin' shit is absurd

[Havoc Hook 2X]

You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit

Might run but can't hide skeleton's in the closet

These streets are serious you better use some logic

It might sound foul but it's "The Code" of the projects

[Tragedy Khadafi]

Yo, "Hav" it's deep, it's going down as we speak

And won't stop 'til there's blood on the street

Keep it tight with fam, and if you got love for your man

Take the cross out your heart never bite the hand

Cause that shit'll come back to you tryna clap through you

Laying in the building to put macs to you

It's logic when dealin' wit "the code" of the projects

Niggaz move like unidentified objects

But I'm ahead of the game my mind detects

Cause half of y'all niggaz ain't threats (fuck around!)

Get dugged deep observed by eyes that don't sleep

For gun toting niggaz on the creep

Who wanna see me layin' deceased but my instinct isthat of a beast

Fuck peace in these QB streets, I relate to . .

What guns and nickel plates do niggaz tryna air you out and deflate you

Trustin' a snake like trustin' a bitch

Put it in your man hand not knowing he snitch

Ain't no loyalty in this, niggaz boud to switch

Cause they hate to see a thug get rich,(BITCH!)

[Havoc Hook 2X]

You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit

Might run but can't hide skeleton's in the closet

These streets are serious you better use some logic

It might sound foul but it's "The Code" of the projects

[Littles]

Black clouds hover above the livest sets

Ac coups jumpin' out in shoes	blowin' off tecs

Before "Littles" I was "Lord" street ghetto poet

Never overthrow the people that crown you

Killers and heathens around you

Y'all get clapped, left leaned and found food

Murder's a hobby death is hard to digest

When your man's layin' stretched in a casket flesh

Or gold cain, jumped out the coupe in all my swagger

All eyes on me, niggaz lookin' at me like

They mad I'm breathin' cause this niggaz layin' stiff

He done slipped up and sniffed up the wrong niggaz shit

Show him my ones you get shot and hung

On the same phone lines where you jerk my ones

I stay loyal death before dishonor

Loyalty's a honor few get the chance to taste

And you never ever safe when your brand is snakes

[Havoc Hook 2X]

You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit

Might run but can't hide skeleton's in the closet

These streets are serious you better use some logic

It might sound foul but it's "The Code" of the projects