Snitch

"Snitch"(feat. Akon)[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, SnitchCause you will get hit, pray I don't face you, yeah[Obie Trice]It's risky, the bitch tend to rise out a niggaIt's history, Snitch, who decided he's a memberOnce he got pinched, coincided with lawSame homie say he lay it down for the boyBrought game squad around oursHow could it be? Been homies since Superman drawsOnly phoniness never came to parHe had us, a true neighborhood actorHad his back with K'sNow we see through him like X-Ray'sCuffed in that Adam carNo matter, his loss, we at him, it's warKnowing not to cross those reservoir dogsYou helped plant seeds just to be a vegetableWhen we invest in team, it's to the death fo' sho[Hook]No ex and oh's, tex calicosAim at your chest nigga[Chorus][Obie Trice]We started out as a crew, in one speak, it's all honestPrivate conferences when we eat, Benihana'sRecondences when we peep enemies on usBeen in these corners, selling like anything on usKnowing heaven has shown us being devil's minorsThat ain't got shit to do with the tea in ChinaWe gon' keep the grind up 'til death come find usMean time leanin' in them European whips reclined upIt's an eye for an eye for the ridersWe ain't trying to get locked up, we soul survivorsPo Pos is cowards, there's no you, it's oursWe vow this, mixing yayo with soda powderWho woulda known he would fold and cowerOnce the captain showed, he sold whole McDonald'sSo...[Hook][Chorus][Obie Trice]Nowadays, Sammy Da Bull's got the game fullSo he move to a rural area to keep coolThey snitching on a snitch now, there's nothing to tellNowadays, your circles should be small as hellAin't trying to meet new faces, this don't interest meEven if we bubble slow, we get it eventuallyNo penitentiary, there will be no climincyYou will meet the lowest snitch in given us a centuryThese cats is rats now, the streets need deconThat's how they react now, weak when the heat's on emStop snitching, you asked for the life your livingThis act is not permitted, Nowhere on the map, It isForbidden to send a nigga to prison if you been in itAlong with em and then snitch and become hiddenSo...[Hook][Chorus][Obie Trice]You rat bastard