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That's the G Code

Hip-Hop/Rap

That's the G Code κυκλοφόρησε στις 25 Ιουλίου 2025 από GIZER ως μέρος του άλμπουμ That's the G Code - Single

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ΆλμπουμThat's the G Code - Single

Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας25 Ιουλίου 2025

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Χορευτικότητα

Ενέργεια

BPM85

ΕΠΙΣΚΌΠΗΣΗ

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

GIZER

Performer

Carley Hosley

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Carley Hosley

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Carley Hosley

Producer

Στίχοι

(Well Alright)

In a world where you could be anything

Be yourself

They put the champ before they say my name

Give me the rings, give me the belts

Bow down to the feet of the king

Know you got to show respect

Try to keep your squad in line

Better keep your hoes in check

Checking off my hit list

I’m breaking out the Rolodex

And ever since a juvenile

I've been throwing up my soldier rag

Guarantee you score a bag

They're going to try and hold you back

Hating on another man

Go ahead with your hoe-ish ass

Bounce back

I got rubber bands around my respect

Clout chase

Until your feet get tired

Oh you out of breathe

Price tag, from your shoulders up

That’s a clearance rack

Parachute, been jumped off the porch

And still innocent

Straps out, Youngin' walking down

He's going to max you out

Make sure you feel every round

Like Floyd hitting Pacio

My offense laughs at your weak defense

And we're going to bask in all of this sweet revenge

You know the rules to the game never change

Aye fuck the fame lil **** get your bank

You think a hoe is going to hold you down

But she ain’t

Make sure your gang

Stays as solid as a tank

Fuck what they think

Don’t break

Don’t bend

Don’t fold

(Noooooo)

Don’t break

Don’t bend

Don’t fold

(Noooooo)

Don’t break

Don’t bend

Don’t fold

(Noooooo)

Don’t break

Don’t bend

Don’t fold

(Noooooo)

That’s the G Code

Don’t pick and choose your battles

Step on anybody that comes and plays with you

T.v. momma (what)

You should have told her you were going to make the news

A hundred rounds at least

No relief, these K’s spit

Hold, court in the streets

Turning pigs to bacon bits

Respect

I’m the wrong one to try and G check

Don’t get upset we just get even

Bag full of mags

Your family is going to need closure

Bitch this ain’t no dance

This chopper, working my shoulder

Highway to hell or heaven

I got my stick on me at every exit

Reaper coming

You better count your days and your blessings

Bad to the bone, bone chilling

I know the bone collector

Foot prints, everywhere

You know my potnas stepping

Kel-Tec, sounding like an engine revving

I pull out this automatic

Attitudes, get auto-corrected

Big ole pistol in my pocket

Keep on banging my knee up

I don't leave the house without my chopper

Can’t let a **** wet me up

You know the rules to the game never change

Aye fuck the fame lil **** get your bank

You think a hoe is going to hold you down

But she ain’t

Make sure your gang

Stays as solid as a tank

Fuck what they think

Don’t break

Don’t bend

Don’t fold

(Noooooo)

Don’t break

Don’t bend

Don’t fold

(Noooooo)

Don’t break

Don’t bend

Don’t fold

(Noooooo)

Don’t break

Don’t bend

Don’t fold

(Noooooo)

That's the G Code

Written by: Carley Hosley

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