(feat. Raekwon)
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[Chorus 2X: sample]
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I know you'll say one thing, I know you'll say one thing
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And then do something else, and then do something else
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[Freeway]
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Ok, oh, no, say it ain't so
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Niggas suppose to be moving like cheese, but they don't
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Rapping to the D's, so D's can out rush folks
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Industry like fleas from east to the west coast
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Overseas, I thought they had the best hope, but over there
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It's more dangerous, they snitching in foreign languages
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I gotta throw on my hater vision
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People giving up aliases, and cops pay to listen
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Wait, before I finish, let me mention ("one thing")
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They need to promise death to you snitches
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Ain't do it, but you telling on them lying ass nigga
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Don't want no trouble, you Bubbles from The Wire ass nigga
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Trying to gain wealth, but scared to do it yourself
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Ya'll not grinding, ya'll a bunch of tired ass niggas
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Gotta watch it cuz that cool ass nigga, with the jammy
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Might turn out to be a, Sammy the Bull, ass nigga, yeah
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[Chorus: sample (Freeway)]
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(Snitch niggas) I know you'll say one thing
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(Bitch niggas) I know you'll say one thing
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(Turncoats) And then do something else
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(You know what's even worse) And then do something else
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(Snake niggas) I know you'll say one thing
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(Rat niggas) I know you'll say one thing
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(Make me get the strap) And then do something else
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(Cock the hammer back) And then do something else
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[Freeway]
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Your man said he'll rise to the occassion, ride to the death
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You smoking on haze, chopping dimes in the basement
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It's all good til the cops raided
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Now he signing statements, point your fingers when he put to the test
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Yes, niggas say they riders but they fly just
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You hiding in the boys, grab your man, he like "come out, they got us"
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Any job appointment, people liars, misguiding us
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How they say they gon' hire us and deny us
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Mob peer pressure makes busters wear wires ("one thing")
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That's destined, we catch ya, we'll wet cha
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See the one king of pressure with the chill necklace
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Screaming that it cost 10, when it only cost a thousand
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I'm wilding, cuz I be on some shit with 'em too
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I don't lie very much, but I'll admit when I do
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I left the crib, told my girl, I'll be right back
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I wind up, on the A.C., when Max, he text my jack, and said
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[Chorus]
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[Raekwon]
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Keep snitching on your man, you gon' fry in the pan
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Lie in a pot of shit, niggas gon' try you again
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You never get nothing, niggas might fuck your button
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Catch you on tear, queered up, bout to get cutting
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So many niggas lie, that yo, it's only obliged
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I tip my hat to real niggas, light a bark and live fly
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And if you real nigga, we see it, Zenith style, hold the fort, killa
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Gangstas play it all the way out
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Or whether locked in a cell or in the hole in the max
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Never snitch on your friends, so don't be holding no cracks
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You ain't built for it, then move, float on, before you get your vote on
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Telling on niggas ain't cool
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I wish niggas like you death, last breath
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Let a bullet fly, through your dome, come out of your neck
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And then you see how it be, ratting on niggas, yapping on niggas
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And every time I get a chance, I'm slapping niggas, what?
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[Chorus]
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One Thing
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Freeway |