text: Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul 
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  I was young, black, and ashy, 42 khakis
  Red rag in my pocket
  Throwin up Blood to any car that ever pass me
  Gangbang classy
  Gold herringbone, mama said Im too flashy
  Niggas wanna jack me, tell em, Run it, like a track meet
  On my DMX shit, tell my enemies to get at me
  Im from Compton where the bitches carry ratchets
  And niggas in wheelchairs aint never heard of Degrassi
  Raw hand, Im gutter, Dre had to Aftermath me
  Had a flow when I was a rider, Compton like Tallahassee
  First album classic, second album classic
  So I skipped the hoodrats and went straight to the Cassies
  N.Y.C., top down, Big blastin
  Nas said Id be a legend, nigga, dont gas me
  Hot in 97, Funk Flex had to ask me
  How you make it out that beef with Hov?
  Nigga, my passion
  I was in New York the first time I heard Dear Summer on Hot 97
  Top of the W Hotel, 54th & Broadway
  Lookin out my window at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
  I felt ambushed by New York niggas
  Its still West Side though
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul 
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  See the thing I miss about hip-hop the most
  Was the storytelling
  That B.I.G. shit, that Nas shit, that Slick Rick shit
  That Tribe Called Quest
  You know that, that cruisin the street in my 64, R.I.P. to Eazy
  I aint got nothin against new hip-hop, I fuck with all you niggas
  And remember, nigga, I was young too, lets go
  Made it out the hood and some, Im on my fourth passport
  God gave me all this shit, I aint have to ask for it
  Gold Daytons on a 97 Honda Passport
  Black ski mask on, runnin from the task force
  Uzi, had the cash for it, and I had the stash for it
  Foot on the brake, hit the wipers, open the dashboard
  Sold drugs, made straight As, and I was playin sports
  Youngin and fresh, six bricks inside a Jansport
  Fast forward, countin this money on Aftermath for it
  Bought a new Ferrari, gave my bitch ten stacks
  Told her dont come back here til she got an ass for it
  Told her run through mackin in Louis to get a bag for it
  I give you classics when you ask for it
  I Vince Carter-ed everything Just Blaze threw off the backboard
  Fuck a Grammy, that is not what I come back for
  I came for hip-hop, niggas forgot to lock the back door
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul 
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  Ask around Atlanta, Savage known to let it bang bang 
  Gang gang, get a nigga stabbed in the chain gang
  Lieutenant like Im Dam Wayne, bring the major pain, pain
  Candlelight, Fox 5, fish fry, gang gang
  All I know is A-B-C-D-E-F-G shit 
  Wet em with the chopper, watch a nigga get seasick 
  Throwin up the pyramid, like Im from Egypt 
  The hunnid round see-through, yall so see-through 
  I know real Crips and they say they never see you
  Just like Clifford, Im the big red Blood, ayy
  Glock 45, get a big red slug
  You aint Blood, you a bitch, you a big red stud 
  Way before the rap, I trappin out the cold
  I didnt know how to water whip, I straight dropped the dope 
  All these guns in the car, I gotta wear a seatbelt
  I aint got no license, so I gotta wear my seatbelt 
  I do this shit myself, nigga, I dont need no help
  Walk up on em with that, God help me, he a priest now 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  Posted on the block, deuce-deuce in my sock
  Feel like Mozzy, I got one up top 
  Couple years, real niggas gon be extinct
  Bitch, I got a MAC-10 under this mink
  Pull up, let it blink, nigga, I dont think 
  Your hood Titanic, we gon make that shit sink 
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul 
  Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
  Bury me before I sell my soul
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops 
  AK with the stock , thirty on the Glock 
  Kill all the opps , ride on the cops