Yo, yo, yo, I'ma to stand up Take game, I got up Asking me questions, The way the hatin', they remind me of Satan
Keep 'em motivating, police asking questions about this and I don't know shit and hell no, I know 5 or 6 I'm confined to a small I off to my beeper, thought I had to sues
And the headache, was the for me and my crew To take imposts, and black sues Big boys and LL cues, I'm thinking deep cover I'm in too deep, Donnie Brasco
Who could be the I make sure the motherfucker don't last Roll to the where my niggas be, triggers be they backs out, they felt the misery
And the decision be, spill on the beats I can't be locked up They had evidence, make the all dense But it's my lawyer will approach the bench
I don't know nobody and I ain't shit the way it is, you try to lock me up Put me in cuffs, handle your biz 'Cause I don't know nobody and I ain't shit the way it is, you try to lock me up Put me in cuffs, motherfucker your biz
Pop, they caught me off guard, I was stuck the shit fucked I down to my knees and put out the trees I sat down on the He snack his dog on my senses
All I could was a walky talky saying, "I got 'em" I'm asking the charge, yeah you he shot 'em We printed plus your first hen's borrowin' I ain't nuff yet, next day daily news read
Murder suspect, 19, in Queens Day of raiment where he had slim to win it Two asses from bail so they gave It's Friday, had to lay for the stretch
thing, Monday morning, calling for street connects Man I forgot the machine they for Fuck a message all they need is it back I'm confined a 8 by 12 with bums niggas who sell crack off the the world
I don't know nobody and I seen shit the way it is, you try to lock me up Put me in cuffs, motherfucker handle biz 'Cause I don't know nobody and I seen shit That's the way it is, you try to me up Put me in cuffs, motherfucker your biz
It's like 4 in the morning and the crib sleeping My dogs got me off feet face me down I'm like what the fuck the deal, he's like the the fuck up We got evidence, we the deal
They got tape confessions of man Whipping out your man key to the stands I have played yours The moving bar to my moms get the to bar
Same Jake taking me out line gonna try and fake me out Sitting in the van pointing out Soon as I hit the plan, the course close the plan
Take 'em out, take 'em out, the court day out I say but by tomorrow, I'm out Nothing to say snitch lay low, and hollow him out And pones is wilding too niggas like got the same time as you
Walking down a dee, snatch me up little g's no pad These niggas cuff me up On stayed in the so he could scuff me up Blows the walky talky, gonna fuck me up
Asking me about shit I knew but tell Just you and Baby D, nobody depending on me if I won't talk, I'll wait in the cell They got evidence to me in jail
no time for this shit just sign the statement If you snitching, you won't to say shit psychology, he trying to lie to me He try to pin me for murder and a string of
Plus you a ex-con send me to the 'cause press on Cash and bonds, they last very long I know frontin', they got nothing on me I ain't saying shit, why niggas saying something