and why i know you're the only one who would do this for me believe in me and you know i'm really gonna try i'm trying just wait and bring your faith
your chest and your back just rips You wanna be a made man, the fam accepts no mistakes Chopped up bodies, lots of funeral wakes Make your bones, bring a rat back dead, just
Watch yourself Keep where my eyes could see International Crime Syndicate Thugs, niggas Whatsup Whatsup {Myalansky} Cats be eyeing me, somebody snitching
have thought it was like a DJ Unk show. And we may talk slow, your just listening fast. Boy Ia??m sitting on green like piss in the grass. Just let me
Runnin' around false, they claimin' they want a weapon to rob us My record is flawless, my method is lawless I'm an automatic weapon, nigga, you just
and we pray We do but still wanna make the loot No more united, divided we fall, nigga and hard We all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain Just
a real nigga, a street nigga till it's done with And I could never let you talk me into dumb shit Like selling out to move a few more units Just keep
of oil, watch the cocaine boil Keep my eye on it so the shit won't spoil, then I pause And ask God why did he put me on the serve, just so I could die
Serving porcelain to people, left a brick off in my coat Always told to eat fast, never snitching was the code I would never postpone, because the money get gone Never waiting
of you.. (Konvict, Kon...) (This is the remix!) I see you waiting, I know you hate it... [Hook: Akon (Chamillionaire)] I see them watching, they waiting
who went broke, and who got rich But Too $hort baby, just ain't no snitch You say you're just doin' your job But you're gettin on my nerves, just like
right Londons getting sicker by the day, one of you n****s come out, the others making us wait, and you was only kidding with them, yesterday, i just
naughty when they snitched on me And the judge just sentenced me to do about a century I'm mobbin' through the county mainline Back in 9500 just tryin
Freaky thoughts got me cussing at you Visualizing me in side ya, baby can we holla Lookie here lets skip the fake conversation and all the waiting My
hip-hop's finest You rewind this, Slaughterhouse behind this [Joell Ortiz] I like rap, this shit is cool, I'm better than mad niggaz But I'm just as
my iPhone At the private number saying "Who the fuck is this" to the dial tone I said fuck it, the next second my phone buzzes My nigga's wife said niggas just
a pot on the stove Next step to make them boulders add, baking soda If the flame is low then turn it up and stir it up Finally, just wait till it gets
