| Streets are watching, eyes are on me
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| Closest to me done switched up on me
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| Days are longin', nights are lonely
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| It’s betta than knowin' cause
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| Now I have know it bet'
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| Whooo, sittin' back, reminiscin'
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| Of how I used to get down and dirty with ya
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| I pull up on a hot block and come and get ya
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| With a pistol cocked to handle all issues
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| But never would I thought in a million wishes
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| After all we stood for you would start snitchin'
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| I disregarded lessons that were shared with me
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| Cuz I was taught I’m not supposed to trust any
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| It’s hard to see the frame when you’re in the picture
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| But now the picture’s faded, bitch — I’m done witcha
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| So gon' head, handle yo business
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| And here I am cause I come into business
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| Streets are watching, eyes are on me
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| Closest to me done switched up on me
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| Days are longin', nights are lonely
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| It’s betta than knowin' cause
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| Now I have know it bet'
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| You ain’t nothin' but a snitch, bitch
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| Snitchin' ass bitch
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| Snitch Bitch
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| Snitchin' ass bitch
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| And you know it
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| You know it
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| I know it
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| And you know I know it
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| Blood is thicker than water, the people say
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| I say people say whatever you pay 'em to say
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| And some will say whatever just to have something to say
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| You done said it wi’cha please get the hell on yo way
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| I’ll never trust another single one of yo'
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| coz trust is just something you just don’t get involved
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| Back stabbing bitch’s get you knocked off
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| Classified information being passed off
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| They doin' deals, they at the round table
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| Pen and a pad, they making wild statements
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| Forget your allegations and yo investigations
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| I knew this day was coming, I’ve be patiently waitin'
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| Streets are watching, eyes on me
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| Closest to me done switched up on me
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| Days are longin', nights are lonely
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| It’s betta than knowin' cause
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| Now I have know it bet'
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| You ain’t nothin' but a snitch, bitch
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| Snitchin' ass bitch
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| Snitch Bitch
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| Snitchin' ass bitch
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| And you know it
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| You know it
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| I know it
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| And you know I know it
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| Temperatures in the 100's, hot as hell at this moment
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| Everything looks suspicious, coming around these corners
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| A Man want it, you can play around if you wanna
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| Ain’t no safety, ain’t no holster, and my hands is on it
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| now I ain’t goin' as easy as you think Im’a go
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| Now Im’a lay low fo' a minute, then I’m coming for those
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| that decided to cross a road and roll with the wrong folks
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| like playing the grand piano but tapping the wrong notes
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| Clyde told me «Keep your eyes open for them jealous hittas»
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| Clyde told me «keep your head low coz they taking pictures»
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| My Partner Clyde told me «when they try to convince you they chillin wi’ch you
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| pay very close attention
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| My Hitta, My Hitta, My Hitta
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| Snitch Bitch
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| Snitchin' ass bitch
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| Snitch Bitch
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| Snitchin' ass bitch
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| And you know it
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| You know it
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| I know it
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| And you know I know it.
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| You ain’t nothing but a snitch bitch
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| Snitch Bitch
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| When they try to convince you they chillin wi’cha pay very close attention
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| My Hitta, My Hitta, My Hitta |