He needs, he He needs to call
This is for my gangstas, niggas, ballas, trill niggas North side, South side, ya deuce up Gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill side, West side, chunk ya deuce up
Plenty niggas get they head red for da bread They start off with da information it up in ya head Couldn't hold it so it turned out somethin' he said Wut he tell da Feds he need someone to
Yeah, your decision was to snitch and was there to listen When he told what he know said barely was trippin' time now da niggas in a better position Unless you count the fact that the streets he was snitchin'
He was at a 30 but he only did 10 How your years to months can he tell you dat and He ain't really gotta answer just the sweat in his Will he make it out to it, mmm well it depends
Everybody know the info you was ya friends Plus the streets know the deals that you with the pen Russian Roulette yep nigga bet the barrel spin You that yea nigga that's the sound of revenge
Walk down the right 'cuz the streets are so cold You betta take ya life slow or miss it Listen to da G-Code if you know what I Then you'll yo mouth closed we dont tolerate snitches
is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas North side, side, chunk ya deuce up Gangstas, real ballas, trill niggas East side, side chunk ya deuce up
If you gon' live that crime I hope you hold dat 9 tight You live life a pussy then dat's probably what you die like I neva eva loved a sucka ain't really my type Rat snakes yea Mayne the is full of wild-life
Don't wanna do no time right? You wanna that high life Like go have a hundred thousand in ya eye sight Enter ya crib see the clouds peepin' ya skylight You be a [Incomprehensible] ,'cuz mine right
That's what he told me but I listen Doin' crime for a dime wasn't my You insane think his sumin' I will mention Only need someone to tell
A lot a niggas in the game hustlin' doin' thing Usin' codes on the phone with they slang If you know what he know then you say a thing You wouldn't need to tell
Careful 'bout the life you lead ain't smart ya life you plead The streets will ignite ya T like you ain't got the to breathe To choke on da reality is what the fake Don't know how to deal
Words leak the teeth but he'll say seal it Then go get a undercover brother he can chill Find a nigga that be hustlin' to make a deal But the streets will hold court for him deal with it
Walk down the right road the streets are so cold You take ya life slow or you'll miss it Listen to da if you know what I know Then you'll keep yo closed we don't tolerate snitches
is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas North side, side, chunk ya deuce up Gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill East side, side, chunk ya deuce up
This for the G's street jugglin' da fire When you talkin' what you it ain't through the wire Police pull you over now callin' you a liar You got don't even know the dude beside ya
You know, you ain't sayin', you ain't heard what he said Told you a closed ain't gon' neva get Fed Now a open mouth'll get you county of the Feds scared niggas speak up so they'll be less in the red
Niggas can't deal with no 95 so they day-to-day It's the hustlers get put away by the customers Upway you're upstate, use to be southerners Here the streets make the laws and answer the governors
We're the niggas that's too real to even snitch on a But make a snitch turn to with a flick of the wrist That ain't get in arguments just go get you a clip And they gon' think about the let 'em repent
Walk down the right road,'cuz the streets is so You take ya life slow or you'll miss it Listen to da G-Code if you know I know Then you'll yo mouth closed we don't tolerate snitches
This is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill North side, South side, ya deuce up Gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill side, West side, chunk ya deuce up Chunk ya deuce up, chunk ya up
Man hold up you a real And you got nuthin' to say When they question you Just keep it 100 and go on and Chunk ya up