Snitch (feat. Akon)

Konvict

Shady

Konvict Muzik

Guess who's back?

Still here haters

Akon and Obie Trice, yeah

Watcha gonna do with it, A?

Watcha gonna do?

Take 'em all back to the streets

I keep the .40 cal on my side

Steppin' with the mind state of a mobster

You see a **** 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

And pray I don't face you, yeah

It's risky, the bitch tend to rise out a ****

It's history, snitch, who decided he's a member?

Once he got pinched, coincided with the 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 for sho'

No X and O's, TEC's, Calico's aimed at your chest, ****

I keep the .40 cal on my side

Steppin' with the mind state of a mobster

You see a **** 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

And pray I don't face you, yeah

We started out as a crew, when one speak, it's all honest

Private conferences when we eat, Benihana's

Reconnaissance when we peep enemies on us

Been on these corners, sellin' like anything on us

Knowing Heaven has shown us being devil's minors

But that ain't got shit to do with the tea in China

We gon' keep the grind up till death come find us

Meantime, leaning in them European whips reclined up

It's eye for an eye for the riders

We ain't trying to get locked up, we sole survivors

Po-po's is cowards, it's no you, it's ours

We vowed this, mixing yayo with soda powder

Who would've known he would fold and cower?

Once the captain showed he sold to Old McDonald

So it's no X and O's, TEC's Calico's aimed at your chest, ****

I keep the .40 cal on my side

Steppin' with the mind state of a mobster

You see a **** 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

And pray I don't face you, yeah

Nowadays, Sammy Da Bull's got the game fooled

So he move to a rural area to keep cool

They snitchin' on a snitch now, it's nothin' to tell

Nowadays, your circle should be small as hell

Ain't trying to meet new faces, this don't interest me

Even if we bubble slow, we'll get it eventually

No penitentiary, there will be no clemency

You will meet the Lord, snitch, in givin'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 snitchin', you asked for the life you're livin'

This act is not permitted, nowhere on the map

It is forbidden to send a **** to prison if you been in it along

With 'em, then snitch and become hidden

So it's no X and O's, TEC's Calico's aimed at your chest, ****

I keep the .40 cal on my side

Steppin' with the mind state of a mobster

You see a **** 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

And pray I don't face you