All these niggaz talkin 'bout what they gon' kill Heard you caught a misdemeanor then I heard you squeal Holdin hands with the D A while you made your deal Three thousand miles away and I could hear you still Half these niggaz snitchin yo and that's for real I know it's hard to swallow that's a big ol' pill If I catch you motherf**kers you gon' catch some steel I know it might sound crazy that's the way I feel Uhh trace this to it's basis no movie script No yay no pounds no uzi clips Not a car no bling know a bougie b**ch You got all of these rappers sayin they movin bricks They whole cliques switch with boob and tits If you're - truly b**ch then they'll - usually snitch In a roundabout way I say my toolies spit But if it come to coppin a plea it includes the fifth The mood is flipped cause spirits see the diaphragms Gangsta rappers with murderers for hired hands Police and riot vans callin us pirate clans Government guide hands with private plans To damage the game it's a shame to survive a scam Cause we high off liquor b**ches and Vicadin Yell out we gon' strike again so triflin Got kids idlin the vest to riflin Why you make a fake life in pens Glorify the hood but never a Bible hymn And as the streets keep tyin in Until the Feds indict the fans just for buyin in where's the violin All these niggaz talkin 'bout what they gon' kill Heard you caught a misdemeanor then I heard you squeal Holdin hands with the D A while you made your deal Three thousand miles away and I could hear you still Half these niggaz snitchin yo and that's for real I know it's hard to swallow that's a big ol' pill If I catch you motherf**kers you gon' catch some steel I know it might sound crazy that's the way I feel Hah are you the guy that told the guy that I'm the guy that gave the guy A half a P; now the police is after me Askin me questions tellin me sh*t you only knew Pulled up on me out the blue all this sh*t because of you Watch to do somethin cool b**ch snitchin like Samuel Bull Now yo' life's f**ked up and I'm announcin you responsible And I'm cut the f**k up and whatchu gonna do but sit yo' a** there So what Ain't nothin fair When a ni**a like you get carried away without your lips And they wonderin why Swifty McVay be killin sh*t AHH I drop you off and get lost come back the same day Witcho' tongue cut off ni**a it's cursed anyway You the one who can't count so give my G's up And when it comes to shootin you the one who freeze up That's why yo' broke a** could swallow these nuts And folks ask tryna follow everything that reads up On your report you made I will escort you to your grave Tryna see me behind bars so you can get paid That's negative you threaten my life I CAN'T let you live Then you think that it'll catch up to your momma and your kids snitch AHH All these niggaz talkin 'bout what they gon' kill Heard you caught a misdemeanor then I heard you squeal Holdin hands with the D A while you made your deal Three thousand miles away and I could hear you still Half these niggaz snitchin yo and that's for real I know it's hard to swallow that's a big ol' pill If I catch you motherf**kers you gon' catch some steel I know it might sound crazy that's the way I feel If you aim for slugs that's blazed by killers Now the game done changed these niggaz out here praisin squealers Go Proof - my behavior's iller when tellin the truth Expunge my gun ni**a like any paid felon'll do My spoken is well in the truth you in hell and the Proof From the block to the jail or the booth Bod boy image shall illuminate in silence Gangsta one that communicates through violence Go Proof - not through yappin or hostile rappin All on TV vest up and glocks go flashin It's all actin - y'all just Don't see the director behind the camera that yells out "Action" Blowin off the door hinge to a world in orbit Where the masses have supportive recorded performance There's enormous shortage of poor kids With new deals they will become distorted and tortured And I ain't losin like 'Pac there's rules on my block Is he still alive 404

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