"G-Code"

[Lil Wayne:]
I ain't terrified from nuthin'
I'm young wild crazy and disgustin'
Better watch me cuz I'm coming
With a oven by my stomach
I'm scramblin' for the money
Tape ya up like a mummy
Call ya people and tell 'em
I need 50 for this dummy
I'm 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
It's too late to hesitate
I was told there'd be better days
But shit that was yesterday
And still I haven't ate
But dog that's how ya labor when ya bein' a thug
These niggas don't seem to feel me till they seein' they blood
Can't hide it though
I represent the 17th Carrollton Hollygrove

That's 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
Wasn't tryin' to change the game, just be in it
Didn't give a fuck if we balled for 3 minutes
Snatch all the hoes and 'bauds and ree' tennis
Niggas can't 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 couldn't talk to us if she wasn't 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 ki's and bones
Crowds draw heat so we be's 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 wasn't 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]

"Something Got 2 Shake"

[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 my last 5 dollars, ready to snatch somethin'
If them people catch me I'm goin' to jail fo' sho'
My old lady ain't gon' be sendin' me no mail no mo'
While I be askin' my lawyers, "When they gon' let me go?"
He be tellin' me, "Just be cool until you go to court"
Get out, back to the bricks, it's the same old shit
Niggaz got 2.50 a piece goin' half on a nick
Back and forth to keys, but the Lil Weezy handle purchase
Popeye's for the ballers, the ghetto eatin' Church's
Shop always open 'cause nobody never closes
Some of 'em like that needle, some play with they noses
I ain't nothin' like a candle light dinner, wine and roses

Niggaz tryin' to run throught they packets to get some mo' shit

[Chorus: [Manny Fresh (4x)]]
Somethin' gotta shke nigga
I'ma bake a cake nigga
Run with all the reall niggaz
Jack all of the fake niggaz

[Juvenile:]
My hallways full of piss
Nigga say he gon' break me off, he full of shit
That's why I got that chopper in the back full of clips
About to go and hit a whole stash full of bricks
All my niggaz gone, I'm the last in the click
I gotta get my hands on some cash and a whip
I gotta do somethin', look
Cause this ain't gonna last long, gotta get my cash on
Come upon a superfire lick and get my ass home
Ain't thinkin' about jumpin' out Lex's and Benzes
With the TV's, and the CD's, and 20 inch 'renzes
Look here, my situation ain't the best in the world
I'm a snake like the rest of you niggaz, full of that Guerl
Wodie, c'mon and get your skull cracked, tryin' to erase me
I got iron ready to warbat, and it's all for safety
Muthafucka might come, but he better come correct

Cause I ain't aimin' at nothin' else but you' head and yo' chest

[Chorus: (4x)]

[Baby:]
Put a hit on a bitch, ain't got no time for no bullshit
Nigga outta line, we kill'd the bitch
Now, in my city, they burn, baby burn
4 found dead, and they burn, baby burn
I don't have no question, we all must learn
To tote a .45, keep your eyes on the churn
I got that work nigga, all y'all know the rules
I don't play, I'm a mastermind, it's a Big Tymer, fool
Pay up when you been fronted work, that's the rule
Rolls parked, I play this game with no law
Red Beam, hot ones pointed straight to your jaw
A nigga must pay, I'm tryin' to see a better day
Went to Miami bought that Azora anyway
Three time loser totin' tools, nigga that's the rules
Just the chance I gotta take on these streets fool
Flippin' chickens, corner spitin', hardtimes a fool

[Chorus: (6x)]

Manny Fresh:
Somethin' gotta shake nigga
I'ma bake a cake nigga
Run with all the real niggaz
Click-Clack all of the fake niggaz
Lay it down
2G
You know me

"Da Magnolia"

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

[Juvenile]
Welcome to tha section where it's hotter than a bitch
Niggas breakin' up bricks.. niggas tryin' ta be rich
Dope ounce, get hit.. armed 'rilla and six
Somebody wig get split for ten g's of chips
It's where the Feds'll dip through
Enemies get you
Catch you at tha second line, niggas'll flip you
Kids get outta school, they swingin' they fists, too
Jump one of them children and they bringin' they clique, too
L.V. buckin' 'cause T.C. killin' ain't nothin'
Them blues try ta hit ya, and your head'll get druggin'
On New Year's tha lights get shot out at six o'clock
Four or five o'clock in tha mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot
Niggas gettin' chopped, gettin' shot in tha cro'(tch), bruh
Drug deal gone bad, one of them cats is sour
Motherfuckers gettin' chopped up and they holla
(?) beam aimed at your dome... for some powder
I'ma do like your boy and hop in tha Eddie Bauer

Get all seventeen and, nigga, I'ma holla

[Chorus [Mannie Fresh]]
Da... Magnolia
Home... of tha soldiers
Da... Magnolia
Home... of tha soldiers
Now where you from, motherfucker, where you from
Where you from, motherfucker, where you from
Where you from, motherfucker, where you from
Where you from, motherfucker, where you from

[Juvenile]
Is ya ready for it? Better be over-prepared
When ya enter ya see a sign, say, "SOLDIERS BEWARE"
They be ragged up, twenty-five dollars bagged up
Old nickel tucked in tha back of his 'Baud cuffs
Well aware on the route that he's gonna duck
If somebody thinkin' 'bout jammin' him up
If a bitch with him, she better be smart, or tough luck
'Cause he gon' break and bust, she gon' be fucked up
Mind your business is a code, too, I never told
Ever since a nigga was a million years old
Bein' a baller.. shot caller.. is tha goal
I'll hospitalize anybody... in the ward
Ta make it there, you talk crazy, we take it there
You'll be like a steak, nigga, you medium-rare
All these niggas wanna be (?) or tha man in charge

With tha AK-47 it'll change you boys

[Chorus:]

[Juvenile]
Click up.. load up.. pistols.. mask
Ride through.. slow down.. jump out.. blast
Put about.. fifty.. in your.. ass
Second.. linin'.. family.. scared
(?) scope.. lock it.. chop it.. serve it
Got a.. deal for.. fifty.. ta work it
Mission.. bitches.. hittin'.. switches
Twenty.. inches.. plenty.. bitches
All day.. hustle.. beaucoup.. scuffle
Niggas.. huddle.. AK.. muffled
Blood in.. puddles.. people.. scatter
Flying.. pieces.. of human.. matter
Police.. don't know.. probly.. won't know
Unless.

"Catch Your Cut"

[B.G.]
Uh-come on
Juvie
Are you ready?

[Juvenile]
Uh-huh

[B.G.]
These hoes.. know.. I act.. bad
They say.. gone.. with your dog.. ass
I slang.. dick.. I lay.. pipe
All fuckin'.. day.. goin' through tha.. night
I fuck.. cousins.. I fuck.. friends
Juvie drive.. Jag.. Geezy ride.. Benz
I'll put that dick on tha ho, look, I'll bust four nuts
Then I open ta see if she can back.. that ass up
Bitch, my dick.. wanna.. feel your.. lips
Don't do it.. right.. go get some.. tips
Come back.. later.. try once.. more
Fuck up a-.. -gain.. bitch, ya gotta.. go
I'm.. gonna.. keep.. doin' my thang
Hot.. Boy B.G. don't play games
Either.. way.. ho, I'll get mine
I'll jack off lookin' you dead in your eyes