Cody Cody Cody - Chris Tucker

Had to hit lil mama with a rubber
She say that she love I don't trust her
Split it fifty fifty with my brothers
Fast money talking Chris Tucker
Eyes open nigga seeing everything
I'ma drop some pointers yea in every chain
My nigga went to war and he ain't been the same
My niggas did they time and they ain't never sang

Shit getting crazy need to meditate
Big Cali dope just to medicate
Pop the top on it let it ventilate
Hanging with some niggas who can't get straight
Eye for eye you cross me them finito
Closed room meetings like I'm Vito
Remember we was ducking from the people
Remember we was hiding from the repo
Remember going half on a demo
Ramen noodles nigga and Totinos
Now you wanna hang, dap, and hug me
When I was down you ain't try to plug me
My city they gon hate you for no reason
Nasty got the sauce I got the season
Murder every ting we leave em grieving
I had to come on back because they need me

Had to hit lil mama with a rubber
She say that she love I don't trust her
Split it fifty fifty with my brothers
Fast money talking Chris Tucker
Eyes open nigga seeing everything
I'ma drop some pointers yea in every chain
My nigga went to war and he ain't been the same
My niggas did they time and they ain't never sang

Written by:
Walter Knox

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