ideas than they're just words we sing Fuck your rhetoric of reason your banner and your plea 'Till you know the truth, know yourself, and know... Know your enemy
Tradução: El Código. Conoce a tu enemigo.
our ideas than they're just words we sing Fuck your rhetoric of reason your banner and your plea 'Till you know the truth, know yourself, and know... Know your enemy
long Your memories might fade Your real friends will serve you long Sunshine or rain Your real friends will serve you long Acquaintances will fade Your
m caught up in the game, dress code changed Packin forty glocks, contain em or rearrange All that jealousy and envy comin from my enemies While I'm sippin
'm caught up in the game, dress code changed Packin forty glocks, contain em or rearrange All that jealousy and envy comin from my enemies While I'
my team. Ain't nobody holdin you back. Explode the track to confetti. Unload it. Cuz niggas ain't ready. The life of an outlaw. Chorus repeats Code 3. Attack formation. Pull out your
ask cat, go get a mask and a gat Snatch a nigga wife, and make her tell ya where them bitches at Mafia style, break the code and I'ma break your back
designed when the world drop dimes This world you'll fine there's no other like my kind [Hook: Bizzy Bone] Code Murder One, Code Murder One, Code Murder One, Code
In a movie with no sound What good, what good are you? With your cynical flag and your Roosevelt room What good, what good are you? With your Cherokee trail and your
and I But nothings more important then that look in your eyes That's when I know I hit your spot because you tighten your thighs That's when I know I
honey Rap charges aint funny but it boost your career Your penile style is now hanging from a tier Now you wanna know fear to impress your peers Now your
. I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way. Horseplay and disease is killing me by degrees while the law looks the other way. Your
Your memories might fade Your real friends will serve you long Sunshine or rain Your real friends will serve you long Acquaintances will fade Your real
fat mouth, the evil look, with a bow-leg Yo niggaz said, "Shorty's a pro, she blow heads She push the fo' red, she know Feds, Feds know her" A code red
your pictures and your plaques your tours and autographs Don't trust bitches and niggaz who tell you your all of that Cause, they'll be in your enemies
with an iron-jaw bone I?m no Al Capone or Corelone But I?ve been known to put a hit out on the microphone Fuck your time zone, fuck your area code I?
in here, bay-bay.. yeah [W.C.] Uh-huh [Snoop] Straight G thang, yeah [W.C.] Code of the night is droppin these thangs on your dome Hittin up my enemies
