(Singing)
eeh
eeh
eeh
Someone will tell
(Bun B)
This is for my gangstas, real n****s
Ballas, trill n****s
Northside, Southside, chunk yo' duece up
Gangstas, real n****s
Ballas, trill n****s
Eastside, westside, chunnk yo' duece up
(Chamillionaire)
Hey,Hey
Plenty n****s get they head, turned red for the bread
Start off with the information, load it up in your head
Could hold it, so it turned out it was somethin he said
What he tell the feds? (someone will tell)
Yeah
Your decision was to snitch,and they was there to listen
When he told what he know, he said they barely was trippin
Less time, now that n****'s in a better position
Unless you count the fact that the streets know he was snitchin(someone will tell)
He was lookin at 30, but he only did 10
How your years turn to months, can he tell you that maaan
He ain' really got an answer, just the sweat in his hand
Will he make it out to make, umwell that really depends
Everybody know the info you was tellin yo friends
Plus the streets know the info ou was tellin the pen
Russian roullete, yep, bet the barrel will spin
You hear that (prrrt) yeah n****, that's the sound of revenge
(Chamillionaire singing)
Walk down the right road(walk down the right road)
Cause the streets is so co-o-old
Better take your life slo-o-ow, or you'll miss it(or you'll miss it)
Listen to the G code(listen to the G code)
If you know what I kno-o-ow
Then you'll keep your mouth clo-o-osed(Your keep yo mouth closed n****)
We don't tolerate snitchin'(snitchin')
(Bun B)
This is for my gangstas, real n****s
Ballas, trill n****s
Northside, Southside, chunk yo' duece up
Gangstas, real n****s
Ballas, trill n****s
Eastside, westside, chunnk yo' duece up
(Chamillionaire)
Yeah
If you gone live that crown life
I hope you keep that 9 tight
If you live life like a pussy,
Then that's probablly what you'll die like
I never-ever loved a sucka, them ain' really my type
Rats, snakes, yeah maan, the game is full of wildlife
Don't wanna do no time right
He wanna live that hi life
Make a withdrawal, have a hundred thousand in your eyesight
And in your crib, see the clouds through the sky light
Be a copy-cat patternin your life after my life
Cause mine right
That's what he told me, but I din't listen
Doin' crime for a dime wasn't my intention
You insane, think his name, is somethin I will mention
Only snitches need someone to tell(someone to tell)
Alot of n****s in the game, hustlin', doin' they thang
Usin' codes on the phone, with unusual slang
If you know what he know, then you wouldn't sa a thang
You wouldn't need someone to tell(someone to tell)
Yeah
Careful bout the life you lead
It ain't smart what your life could blead
The streets will ignite your t
Like you ain't got the right to breathe(cough)
Your choke on the realness,
The reality is what the fake don't know how to deal with
Words leak from your teeth, but he'll say he sealed it
Then go get undercover brother, he can chill with
Find a n**** that be hustlin to make a deal with
But the streets will hook up for him ina lil bit
(Chamillionaire singing)
Walk down the right road(walk down the right road)
Cause the streets is so co-o-old
Better take your life slo-o-ow, or you'll miss it(or you'll miss it)
Listen to the G code(listen to the G code)
If you know what I kno-o-ow
Then you'll keep your mouth clo-o-osed( You'll keep yo mouth closed n****)
We don't tolerate snitchin'(snitchin')
(Bun B)
This is for my gangstas, real n****s
Ballas, trill n****s
Northside, Southside, chunk yo' duece up
Gangstas, real n****s
Ballas, trill n****s
Eastside, westside, chunnk yo' duece up
(Chamillionaire)
Yeah, ay
This is for the Gs, street's tremblin, move the fire
When you talkin, what you talkin, it ain't through the wire
Police pull you over, now the callin you a liar
Got amnesia, don't even knowthe dude beside ya
You don't know, you ain't sayin, you ain' heard what he said
Told you a close mouth ain't gone never get fed
A open mouth'll get you county, instead of the fed
So scared n****s speak up, so they get less than the red
N****s can't deal with no 9-5, so they day-to-day budgeters
It's the hustlelers that always get put away by the customers
Upway, you're upstate, n****s used to be southerners
Here, the streeets make the laws, and don;t answer to governors
Where the n****s, that's to real to even snitch on a snitch
Will make a snitch turn ploof, with the flick of a rich
That ain't gon' get in arguments, just go get you a clip
And don't think about the concequences, he lettin' em rip
(Chamillionaire singing)
Walk down the right road(walk down the right road)
Cause the streets is so co-o-old
Better take your life slo-o-ow, or you'll miss it(or you'll miss it)
Listen to the G code(listen to the G code)
If you know what I kno-o-ow
Then you'll keep your mouth clo-o-osed(keep yo mouth closed n****)
We don't tolerate snitchin'(snitchin')
(Bun B)
This is for my gangstas, real n****s
Ballas, trill n****s
Northside, Southside, chunk yo' duece up
Gangstas, real n****s
Ballas, trill n****s
Eastside, westside, chunnk yo' duece up
sup
sup
sup
Chunk you duece up
(Chamillionaire singing)
Oh no,
(Bun B)
chunk yo duece up
(Chamillionaire singing)
we don't tolerate snitchin-i-in'
Oh no
(Bun B)
chunk yo duece up
sup
sup
sup
(Dude speaks)
Man hol up
You a real n****
You ain got nothin to say when they come question you
Just keep it 100, and gon' head and...
(Bun B)
chunk yo duece up
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