Akon Feat Obie Tric- Snitch
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Akon
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Konvict, Konvict
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Eminem
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Yeahh(Yeahh)
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Haha (Haha)
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That's Right
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Shady (Shady)
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Akon
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Konvict Music
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Eminem
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Guess Who's Back
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Obie Trice
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Still here haters
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Akon
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Akon and Obie... Trice
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Yeaah
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Obie Trice
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Whatcha gonna do with it A?
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Whatcha gonna do?
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Akon
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Take 'em on back to the street
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Chrous
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I keep the 40 cal on my side
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Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster
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You see a nigga pass by
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Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
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Got glocks for sale, Red tops for sale
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Anything that you need, believe me I'm gon' lace you, Yeah
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Just don't, whatever you do, snitch
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Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah
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Verse 1
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Thats risky, the bitch tenderize out a nigga
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His history's snitch, who decided he's a member?
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Once he got pinched, coincided with law
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Same homie say he lay it down for the bar
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Brought gang squad around ours
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How could it be?
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Been homies since superman draws
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Only phoniness never came to par
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He had us, a true neighborhood actor
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Had his back with kay's, now we see through him like X-Rays
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Cuffed in that Adam car, no matter his loss
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We at 'em, it's war
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Knowin not to cross those reservoir dogs
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You help to plant seeds, just to be a vegetable?
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When we invest in team, its to the death for sho'
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No X and O's, text calla coes aimed at your chest nigga
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Chorus
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I keep the 40 cal on my side
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Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster
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Ya see a nigga pass by
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Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
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Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale
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Anything that you need, believe me I'm gon' lace you Yeah
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Just dont, whatever you do, snitch
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Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah
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Verse 2
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We started out as a crew, when one speak, it's all honest
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Private conferences when we eat, Benihana's
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Recondences when we peep enemies on us
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Been in these corners
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Sellin' like anything on us
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Knowing heaven'll shun us being devil's miners
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But that ain't got shit to do with the tea in China
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We gon' keep the grind up till death can find us
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Mean time, leanin in them European whips reclined up
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It's eye for an eye for the riders
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We ain't trying to get locked up, we Soul Survivors
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Po Po's is cowards, its no you, its ours
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We vow this, mixing Yayo with soda powder
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Who woulda known he would fold and cower
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Once the captain showed, he sold Old McDonalds
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No X and O's, tex calicos
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aimed at your chest nigga
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Chorus
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I keep the 40 cal on my side
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Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster
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You see a nigga pass by
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Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
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Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale
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Anything that you need, believe me I'm gon' lace you
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Just dont, whatever you do, snitch
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Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah
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Verse 3
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Nowadays, Sammy the Bull's, got the game full
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So he moved to a rural area to keep cool
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They snitchin on the snitch now, it's nothing to tell
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Nowadays your circle should be small as hell
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Ain't tryin to meet new faces, this don't interest me
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Even if we bubble slow, we get it eventually
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No penitentiary, though we know clemecy
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You will meet the lord snitchin, given us a century
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These cats is rats now, the streets need decon
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Thats how they react now, weak, when the heat's on them
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Stop snitchen, you asked for the life you live in
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This act is not permitted, no where on the map
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It is forbidden to send a nigga to prison
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If you've been in it along with 'em
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And then snitch and become hidden
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No X and O's, tex calicos
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Aimed at your chest nigga.
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Chorus
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I keep the 40 cal on my side
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Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster
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You see a nigga pass by
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Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
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Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale
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Anything that you need, believe me I'm gon' lace you
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Just dont, whatever you do, snitch
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Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah
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Obie Trice
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You rat bastard! bastard
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Snitch
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| Akon |
