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[Intro: Obie Trice + (Eminem) {Akon}] {Convict} (Yeah, haha haha SHADY) {Convict Music} (Guess who's back) Still here, haters {Akon & Obie Trice, Yeah} Whatcha gonna do it with it, A? Whatcha gonna do? {Take em on back to the street}
[Chorus: Akon] I keep the 40 cal on my side, Stepping with the mind state of a mobster, You see a nigga pass by, Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya, Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale, Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon' lace you, Just don't, whatever you do, Snitch Cause you will get hit, pray I don't face you, yeah
[Obie Trice] It's risky, the bitch tend to rise out a nigga It's history, Snitch, who decided he's a member Once he got pinched, coincided with law Same homie say he lay it down for the boy Brought game squad around ours How could it be? Been homies since Superman draws Only phoniness never came to par He had us, a true neighborhood actor Had his back with K's Now we see through him like X-Ray's Cuffed in that Adam car No matter, his loss, we at him, it's war Knowing not to cross those reservoir dogs You helped plant seeds just to be a vegetable When we invest in team, it's to the death fo' sho'
[Hook] No ex and oh's, tex calicos Aim at your chest nigga
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[Obie Trice] We started out as a crew, in one speak, it's all honest Private conferences when we eat, Benihana's Recondences when we peep enemies on us Been in these corners, selling like anything on us Knowing heaven has shown us being devil's minors That ain't got shit to do with the tea in China We gon' keep the grind up 'til death come find us Mean time leanin' in them European whips reclined up It's an eye for an eye for the riders We ain't trying to get locked up, we soul survivors Po Pos is cowards, there's no you, it's ours We vow this, mixing yayo with soda powder Who woulda known he would fold and cower Once the captain showed, he sold whole McDonald's So...
[Hook]
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[Obie Trice] Nowadays, Sammy Da Bull's got the game full So he move to a rural area to keep cool They snitching on a snitch now, there's nothing to tell Nowadays, your circles should be small as hell Ain't trying to meet new faces, this don't interest me Even if we bubble slow, we get it eventually No penitentiary, there will be no climincy You will meet the lowest snitch in given us a century These cats is rats now, the streets need decon That's how they react now, weak when the heat's on em Stop snitching, you asked for the life your living This act is not permitted, Nowhere on the map, It is Forbidden to send a nigga to prison if you been in it Along with em and then snitch and become hidden So...
