No Snitchin'

(Chorus)

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

North side,South side,chunk ya deuce up

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

East side,West side,chunk ya deuce up

(Verse 1)

Plenty niggas get they head turned red for da bread

Start off with da information,load it up in ya head

Couldnt hold it,so it turned out its sumthin he said

Wut he tell da FEDS (he need someone to call)

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 aint 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 thats the sound of revenge

(Hook)

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 kno-oooow,then you'll keep yo mouth closed

We dont tolerate snitches

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)

If you gon live that crime life,i hope you hold dat 9 tight

You live life like a pussy then dats prolly what you die like

I neva eva loved a sucka,them aint really my type

Rat snakes,yea mayne the game is full of wild-life

Dont wanna do no time right?

You wanna live that high life

Like go withdrawl,have a hundred thousand in ya eye sight

Enter ya crib,see the clouds peepin through ya skylight

You be a copycat,(???),cuz mine right

Thats what he told me but i didnt listen

Doin crime for a dime wasnt my intention

You insane,think his name sumin i will mention

Only snitches need someone to tell

Alota 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 wont say a thing

You wouldnt need someone to tell

Careful bout the life you lead,aint smart with ya life,you plead,the streets will ignite ya T,like you aint got the right to breathe

(Cough)To choke on da realness,reality is what the fake dont 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

(Hook)

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)

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

When you talkin what you talkin it aint through the wire

Police pull you over,now they callin you a liar

You got amnesia,dont even know the dude beside ya

You dont know,you aint sayin,you aint heard what he said

Told you a closed mouth aint gon neva get fed

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 cant deal with no 95 so they day-to-day budgeters

Its the hustlers that get put away by the customers

You upstate,niggas use to be southerners

Here the streets make the laws and dont answer the governors

We the niggas thats too real to snitch on a snitch

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

That aint gon get in arguements,just go get you a clip

And they gon think about the consequences,let em repent

(Hook)

(Chorus)

(Talking)

Man hold up,you a real nigga and you aint got nuthin to say when they come question you,just keep it 100, and go on a chunk ya deuce up