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No Snitchin'

He needs, he needs

He needs someone to call

This is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas

North side, South side, chunk ya deuce up

Gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas

East side, West side, chunk ya deuce up

Plenty niggas get they head turned red for da bread

They start off with da information load it up in ya head

Couldn't hold it so it turned out it's somethin' he said

Wut he tell da Feds he need someone to call

Yeah, your decision was to snitch and they was there to listen

When he told what he know said they barely was trippin'

Less time now da niggas in a better position

Unless you count the fact that the streets know he was snitchin'

He was lookin' at a 30 but he only did 10

How your years turn to months can he tell you dat and

He ain't really gotta answer just the sweat in his hands

Will he make it out to make it, mmm well it depends

Everybody know the info you was tellin' ya friends

Plus the streets know the deals that you made with the pen

Russian Roulette yep nigga bet the barrel will spin

You hear that yea nigga that's the sound of revenge

Walk down the right road 'cuz the streets are so cold

You betta take ya life slow or you'll miss it

Listen to da G-Code if you know what I know

Then you'll keep yo mouth closed we dont tolerate snitches

This is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas

North side, South side, chunk ya deuce up

Gangstas, real niggas ballas, trill niggas

East side, West side chunk ya deuce up

If you gon' live that crime life I hope you hold dat 9 tight

You live life like a pussy then dat's probably what you die like

I neva eva loved a sucka them ain't really my type

Rat snakes yea Mayne the game is full of wild-life

Don't wanna do no time right? You wanna live that high life

Like go withdrawal have a hundred thousand in ya eye sight

Enter ya crib see the clouds peepin' through ya skylight

You be a copycat [Incomprehensible] ,'cuz mine right

That's what he told me but I didn't listen

Doin' crime for a dime wasn't my intention

You insane think his name sumin' I will mention

Only snitches need someone to tell

A lot a niggas in the game hustlin' doin' they thing

Usin' codes on the phone with they usual slang

If you know what he know then you won't say a thing

You wouldn't need someone to tell

Careful 'bout the life you lead ain't smart with ya life you plead

The streets will ignite ya T like you ain't got the right to breathe

To choke on da realness reality is what the fake

Don't know how to deal with

Words leak from the teeth but he'll say seal it

Then go get a undercover brother he can chill with

Find a nigga that be hustlin' to make a deal with

But the streets will hold court for him and'll deal with it

Walk down the right road 'cuz the streets are so cold

You betta take ya life slow or you'll miss it

Listen to da G-Code if you know what I know

Then you'll keep yo mouth closed we don't tolerate snitches

This is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas

North side, South side, chunk ya deuce up

Gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas

East side, West side, chunk ya deuce up

This for the G's street jugglin' move da fire

When you talkin' what you talkin' it ain't through the wire

Police pull you over now they callin' you a liar

You got amnesia don't even know the dude beside ya

You don't know, you ain't sayin', you ain't heard what he said

Told you a closed mouth ain't gon' neva get Fed

Now a open mouth'll get you county instead of the Feds

Some scared niggas speak up so they'll be less in the red

Niggas can't deal with no 95 so they day-to-day budgeters

It's the hustlers that get put away by the customers

Upway you're upstate, niggas use to be southerners

Here the streets make the laws and don't answer the governors

We're the niggas that's too real to even snitch on a snitch

But make a snitch turn to puff with a flick of the wrist

That ain't gon' get in arguments just go get you a clip

And they gon' think about the consequences let 'em repent

Walk down the right road,'cuz the streets is so cold

You betta take ya life slow or you'll miss it

Listen to da G-Code if you know what I know

Then you'll keep yo mouth closed we don't tolerate snitches

This is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas

North side, South side, chunk ya deuce up

Gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas

East side, West side, chunk ya deuce up

Chunk ya deuce up, chunk ya deuce up

Man hold up you a real nigga

And you ain't got nuthin' to say

When they come question you

Just keep it 100 and go on ahead and

Chunk ya deuce up

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