ROLA - Street Codex
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Street Codex, my money always talk about one
We took them, so we will never return again

Street Codex, my money always talk about one
We took them, so we will never return again

Street Codex, my money always talk about one
We took them, so we will never return again

Street Codex, my money always talk about one
We took them, so we will never return again

Packs of cache, but they need packs without getting dirty things
From Thursday to Friday I have a dream, then he is a prophetic
Airport, we are standing, I feel successful
How much time has passed, but the dream remained just a prophetic

If you want to surprise me, but you have nothing stupid
Leave your expectations, we are zealous of it
I raise Fame that my circle was provided
Why do you make a muscle, not at least to be immortalized

My thoughts fell right on my shoulders
Yes, I tear out my piece with blood, if it is easier for you
Something hits the temple, many foci of pain like buckshot
I worked, but I did not take it ahead of time, misfire

In my action, the smoke around reminds me of a natural disaster
Each of your step gives some outcome, remember the consequences
Come up to pick up our piece, don't wait for a greeting

Street Codex, bitch pouted, I'm not talking about Botans
Here you need to work, leave without nose
Everything is simple with us, we go without demand
Your muscle does not need a guy, it is without demand

We make ourselves mistaken, this is a stage of growth
You have questions, it’s better not to look askance
Dark night, red blood, right on my force
I wake up, I need to do things, though not easy

Street Codex, my money always talk about one
We took them, so we will never return again

Street Codex, my money always talk about one thing
We took them, so we will never return again

Street Codex, my money always talk about one
We took them, so we will never return again

Street Codex, my money always talk about one
We took them, so we will never return again