The Game - Code Red Freestyle Lyrics

Code Red, Dj Haze, The Game

Wassup,
Nigga play me
Street Dreaming, f*ck Frank Lucas nigga,
F*ck was he thinking,
Gangsta's don't snitch we at the block and pitch
On that rod iron fence,
Cops roll up I ain't seen shit
501 levis smelling like I just cooked a plate of crack,
Nigga as a matter of fact I did,
So let the feds come,
It's gon be some homocide mixed with a lot of red rum,
I never front that's for hov niggas,
F*ck with my trap, brap brap,
Like proposition Joe nigga
Omar is dead put that shit on the wire,
I got a shit load of crack,
Give a nigga some fire,
I got a gun in a drop top phantom
And I feeling like a king pin in my hood
What's good nigga, gun metal 09,
Look at the hood and go blind,
I stay f*cking niggas up I should be on showtime,

I'm a kingpin, I'm a trapstar,
You see a big chain, you see a fast car,
You see the black wall, the see the [? ]
This money man, you know we hustle hard [x2]