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(*talking*)
\r504 i solemnly swear that I'll snitch
\rOr testify on any of my homies
\rThat's the code to the streets, ya heard me
\rWhat's up Krazy, we in here
\rThe New No Limit, code to the streets baby
\r
\r[Chorus]
\rCould you tell me where my niggas at
\rIn the pen, or the grave I'd never figure that
\rCould you tell me Lord what triggered that
\rI guess these project bricks got a nigga trapped
\r
\r[Krazy]
\rAs I inhale the weed, tears dropping as I leave the cemetery
\rMy nigga's in the ground now, damn this life is scary
\rTry to hold in my pain, I drink till I'm buried
\rThis henessey got me gone, my eyes are blurry
\rFace to face with reality, my dog is gone
\rFor them bitch niggas that did it, I finger fuck my chrome
\rAnd my dogs in the penn, doing fifty to life
\rI'm a soldier till I die, mutherfuck 3 strikes
\rI remember b-balling with my niggas for fun
\rIf I bust then you bust, I gave you my gun
\rTelly, dog you know I miss you, I still got love
\rJust to be the man you was, I'd probably drink your blood
\r
\r[Chorus - 2x]
\r
\r[Master P]
\rKevin Miller you gone, but you always missed
\rC and Mac locked up, but we still a click
\rReceived letters from the penn, homies feel my pain
\r25 caught ten, man it's just a game
\rWhen DEA and the persecutors know my lawyer
\rSee our skin tone is black, so our time is borrowed
\rI'm in a cell with three killas, so unleash the beast
\rAnd the judge send a word about cop a plea
\rThey say we angry cause we can't breathe, uneducated
\rFacing life so it's strike three, independent
\rSlanging records call us coke dealers
\rC-Murder innocent trapped, and we gon fight it so the world gon feel us
\r
\r[Chorus - 2x]
\r
\r[Krazy]
\rLord please accept my nigga mail
\rDid my homie sell his soul to get out of jail
\rI heard my nigga Mac finally gon make bail
\rWe bouncing hot boy, thugging trying to make mail, the drought is hell
\rFor my dogs still slang for livings
\rThank God Black Jesus is forgiven
\rI try to tell my little homies, ain't no love on the streets
\rBut my niggas don't hear shit, when it's time to eat
\rAnd these soldiers, will bust your head if you slipping
\rI feel like my dog P, nigga I ain't tripping
\rA dopefiend at 14, look what the game done did him
\rI can hear his mama scream as the chopper hit him
\r
\r[Chorus - 2x]\r