The Code

[Verse 1: Turncoat Dirty]
It's been a minute since I've been on that hustler shit
With them boys from the city of violence, Covington represent
The killer kicking the heat and then leave with the weirdo
Be silent on the why, believe the intentions is clear though (Clear though)
Them Southern devils back and we breathing that ether
It's so much hell on a fucking scale it'll give the preacher a seizure
And the deceivers get the freezer and the toe tags (Toe tags)
When we go squeezing on that heater catch that blow back (Blow back)

[Verse 2: Bukshot]
Fall back and put yo hustle where yo mouth is
Get it how we live, repping down south shit
This can go from money to murder real quick
Desert Eagles pulling out, hollow points, steel tips
Rolling with the real clique, we some street thugs
SHI with The Horde watch 'em eat slugs
When they find 'em dead frozen in a meat truck
So think about it 'fore you bitches start to creep up

[Chorus: Smokey Ramirez]
Yah, ain't no telling where they coming at (Coming at)
Ain't no sympathy for no one with a soul, know you gotta go (Gotta go)
Ain't no telling if he coming back (Coming back)
That's what happens when you disrespect the code
That's what we were told (We were told)
Live a long life if you play your cards right
If they don't wanna be another victim of a soundbite
And they know what that mean, just exactly what it sound like (Sound like)
That's what I was told when you break the code

[Verse 3: Hollywood]
Ayo, that's a wrap
Hollywood and Smokey back with Turncoat
Took it back to Settlers Grove where we used to burn at
Fucking with the three of us gon' leave you where the worms at
Cause we ain't pay to get respect, bro we had to earn that
Walking through the city streets, C-O-V with my fold
Disrespect the clique, that's a quick way to get your smoke
Ask about us in the city, everybody know
Ain't no joke how we run the show they call it cutthroat

[Verse 4: Smokey Ramirez]
Hold up, hold up, I think they trying to bring me back
Show up, show up, now give me time to think about that
Oh no, oh no, I left that life but damn it's there
But if I'm coming back god dammit I'm coming back with a four-four weapon aimed in your direction if you stepping with aggression
Missed connections with blessings and false confessions
I ain't stressing you pussies, now who the fuck you impressing
This is Covington bitch, line up for lessons

[Chorus: Smokey Ramirez]
Yah, ain't no telling where they coming at (Coming at)
Ain't no sympathy for someone with a soul, know you gotta go (Gotta go)
Ain't no telling if he coming back (Coming back)
That's what happens when you disrespect the code
That's what we were told (We were told)
Live a long life if you play your cards right
If they don't wanna be another victim of a soundbite
And they know what that mean, just exactly what it sound like (Sound like)
That's what I was told when you break the code