Code of the Streets Busta Rhymes (Ft. M.O.P.)

[Intro]
Commissioner
Y'all

[Chorus: Lil' Fame]
Code of the streets, owners who creep
Slow when you sleep, holdin' the heat
Put holes in your Jeep, respect the streets
Code of the streets, owners who creep
Code of the streets, owners who creep
Slow when you sleep, holdin' the heat
Put holes in your Jeep, respect the streets
Code of the streets

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Lately I been spitting shit that got them running from it
Touch my Pillsbury dough ill poke you in your fucking stomach
Now incase you ain't knowing these niggas they don't really want it
Hand it over im taking your crown, so mother fucker run it
I stick you with knives and I turn you into chop suey
Smack it out the ball park just like he dеputy matsuey
Motherfuckers, you darе pull up your dresses now
From rocking a bunch of bootleg Mitchell & Nesses now
And while the streets grow weary of these sucker niggas
Watch me grow while I be coming scarier than other niggas
I'm tired of crossing a life with all these phony niggas
Running circles around em like ring around the rosie nigga
Fronting like you kinda comfortable and cosy nigga
I ain't gunna tell it but the streets already choose me nigga
I lived for the streets ever since I was a little kid
Built for banging the street feeling better than I ever did
My hood niggas it's…