Convict Convict\r
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YEAHHH (YEAHHH)\r
HAHA (HAHA)\r
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THATS RIGHT\r
SHADY (SHADY)\r
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Convict Music\r
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GUESS WHOS BACK\r
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Still here haters\r
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Akon and Obie... Trice\r
Yeaah\r
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Whatchu gonna do with it A\r
Whatchu gonna do\r
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Take em on back to the street\r
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I keep the 40 cal on my side\r
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster\r
You see a nigga pass by\r
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya\r
Got glocks for sale, RED tops for sale\r
Anything that you need, believe me Im gon lace you, Yeah\r
Just dont, whatever you do, snitch\r
Cause you will get hit, pray, I dont lace you, Yeah\r
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Thats risky, the bitch tenderize out a nigga\r
His historys snitch, who decided hes a member\r
Once he got pinched, coincided with law\r
Same homie say he lay it down for the bar\r
Brought gang squad around ours\r
How could it be\r
Been homies since superman draws\r
Only phoniness never came to par\r
He had us, a true neighborhood actor\r
Had his back with kays, now we see through him like X-Rays\r
Cuffed in that Adam car, no matter his loss\r
We at em, its war\r
Knowin not to cross those reservoir dogs\r
You help to plant seeds, just to be a vegetable\r
When we invest in team, its to the death for sho\r
No X and Os, guess its how its gos\r
when friends turn to fows\r
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i keep the thin on my side\r
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster\r
Ya see a nigga pass by\r
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya\r
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale\r
Anything that you need, believe me Im gon lace you Yeah\r
Just dont, whatever you do, snitch\r
Cause you will get hit, pray, I dont face you, Yeah\r
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We started out as a crew, when one speak, its all honest\r
Private conferences when we eat, Benihanas\r
Recondences when we peep enemies on us\r
Been in these corners\r
Sellin like anything on us\r
Knowing heavenll shun us being devils miners\r
But that aint got shit to do with the tea in China\r
We gon keep the grind up till death can find us\r
Mean time, leanin in them European whips reclined up\r
Its eye for an eye for the riders\r
We aint trying to get locked up, we Soul Survivors\r
Po Pos is cowards, its no you, its ours\r
We vow this, mixing Yayo with soda powder\r
Who woulda known he would fold and cower\r
Once the captain showed, he sold Old McDonalds\r
No X and Os, tex calicos\r
aimed at your chest nigga\r
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I keep the 40 cal on my side\r
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster\r
You see a nigga pass by\r
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya\r
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale\r
Anything that you need, believe me Im gon lace you\r
Just dont, whatever you do, snitch\r
Cause you will get hit, pray, I dont lace you, Yeah\r
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Nowadays, Sammy the Bulls, got the game full\r
So he moved to a rural area to keep cool\r
They snitchin on the snitch now, its nothing to tell\r
Nowadays your circle should be small as hell\r
Aint tryin to meet new faces, this dont interest me\r
Even if we bubble slow, we get it eventually\r
No penitentiary, though we know clemecy\r
You will meet the lord snitchin, given us a century\r
These cats is rats now, the streets need decon\r
Thats how they react now, weak, when the heats on them\r
Stop snitchen, you asked for the life you live in\r
This act is not permitted, no where on the map\r
It is forbidden to send a nigga to prison\r
If youve been in it along with em\r
And then snitch and become hidden\r
No X and Os, tex calicos\r
Aimed at your chest nigga.\r
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I keep the 40 cal on my side\r
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster\r
You see a nigga pass by\r
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya\r
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale\r
Anything that you need, believe me Im gon lace you\r
Just dont, whatever you do, snitch\r
Cause you will get hit, pray, I dont lace you, Yeah\r
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You rat bastard (bastard)((echo))\r
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Gönderen:Sinn\r