(Chorus). This is for my gangstasreal niggasballastrill niggas. North sideSouth sidechunk ya deuce up. This is for my gangstasreal niggasballastrill niggas. East sideWest sidechunk ya deuce up. (Verse 1). Plenty niggas get they head turned red for da bread. Start off with da informationload it up in ya head. Couldnt hold itso it turned out its sumthin he said. Wut he tell da FEDS (he need someone to call). Your decision was to snitch and they was there to listen. When he told what he knowsaid they barely was trippin. Less timenow da niggas in a better position. Unless you count the fact that the streets know he was snitchin. He was lookin at a 30 but he only did 10how your years turn to monthscan he tell you dat and. He aint really gotta answerjust the sweat in his hands. Will he make it out to make itmmm well it depends. Everybody know the info you was tellin ya friends. Plus the streets know the deals that you made with the pen. Russian Rouletteyep nigga bet the barrel will spin. You hear thatyea nigga thats the sound of revenge. (Hook). Walk down the right roadcuz the streets is so cold. You betta take ya life slow or you'll miss it. Listen to da G-Codeif you know what i kno-oooowthen you'll keep yo mouth closed. We dont tolerate snitches. (Chorus). (Verse 2). If you gon live that crime lifei hope you hold dat 9 tight. You live life like a pussy then dats prolly what you die like. I neva eva loved a suckathem aint really my type. Rat snakesyea mayne the game is full of wild-life. Dont wanna do no time right?. You wanna live that high life. Like go withdrawlhave a hundred thousand in ya eye sight. Enter ya cribsee the clouds peepin through ya skylight. You be a copycat(???)cuz mine right. Thats what he told me but i didnt listen. Doin crime for a dime wasnt my intention. You insanethink his name sumin i will mention. Only snitches need someone to tell. Alota niggas in the gamehustlin doin they thing. Usin codes on the phone with they usual slang. If you know what he know then you wont say a thing. You wouldnt need someone to tell. Careful bout the life you leadaint smart with ya lifeyou pleadthe streets will ignite ya Tlike you aint got the right to breathe. (Cough)To choke on da realnessreality is what the fake dont know how to deal with. Words leak from the teethbut he'll say seal it. Then go get a undercover brother he can chill with. Find a nigga that be hustlin to make a deal with. But the streets will hold court for him and'll deal with it. (Hook). (Chorus). (Verse 3). This for the G'sstreet jugglinmove da fire. When you talkin what you talkin it aint through the wire. Police pull you overnow they callin you a liar. You got amnesiadont even know the dude beside ya. You dont knowyou aint sayinyou aint heard what he said. Told you a closed mouth aint gon neva get fed. A open mouth'll get you county instead of the FEDS. Some scared niggas speak up so they'll be less in the red. Niggas cant deal with no 95 so they day-to-day budgeters. Its the hustlers that get put away by the customers. You upstateniggas use to be southerners. Here the streets make the laws and dont answer the governors. We the niggas thats too real to snitch on a snitch. But make a snitch turn to puff with a flick of the wrist. That aint gon get in arguementsjust go get you a clip. And they gon think about the consequenceslet em repent. (Hook). (Chorus). (Talking). Man hold upyou a real nigga and you aint got nuthin to say when they come question youjust keep it 100 and go on a chunk ya deuce up