[Akon]
Convict Convict
[Eminem]
YEAHHH (YEAHHH)
HAHA (HAHA)
SHADY (SHADY)
[Akon]
Convict Music
[Eminem]
GUESS WHO'S BACK
[Obie Trice]
Still here haters
[Akon]
Akon and Obie... *Trice*
Yeaah
[Obie Trice]
Whatchu gonna do with it A?
Whatchu gonna do?
[Akon]
Take 'em on back to the street
[Chrous: Akon]
I keep the 40 cal on my side
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster
You see a nigger 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 do, whatever you do, snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah
[Verse 1: Obie Trice]
It's risky, the bitch tenderize outta nigger
His history's snitch, who decided he's a member?
Once he got pitched, coincided with law
Same homie say he lay it down for the bar
Brought gang squad around Oz
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-Rays
Cuffed in that Adam car, no matter his loss
We at 'em, it's war
Knowin not to cross those reservoir dogs
You help to plant seeds, just to be a vegetable?
When we invest in team, its to the death for sho'
No X and O's, you tex calicodes
Aim at your chest nigger
[Chorus: Akon]
I keep the 40 cal on my side
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster
You see a nigger 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 do, whatever you do, snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah
[Verse 2: Obie Trice]
We started out as a crew, in one speak, it's all honest
Private conferences when we eat benihana's
Recondences when we peep enemies on us
Enimies on us, been in these corners
Sellin' like anything on us
Knowing heaven'll shun us being devil's miners
But that ain't got shit to do with the tea in China
We gon' keep the grind up till death can find us
Mean time, leanin in them European whips reclined up
It's eye for an eye the riders
We ain't trying to get locked up, we Soul Survivors
Po Po's is cowards, its no you, its ours
We vow this, mixing yayo with soda powder
Who woulda known he would fold and cower
Once the captain showed, he sold whole McDonalds
So it's no X and O's, tex calicodes
Aim at your chest nigger
[Chorus: Akon]
I keep the 40 cal on my side
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster
You see a nigger 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 do, whatever you do, snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah
[Verse 3: Obie Trice]
Now a days, Sammy the Bull's, got the game full
So he moved to a rural area to keep cool
They snitchin on the snitch now, it's nothing to tell
Now a days your circle should be small as hell
Ain't tryin to meet new faces, this don't interest me
Even if we bubble slow, we get it eventually
No penitentiary, there'll be no clemency
You will meet the lord snitchin, given us a century
These cats is rats now, the streets need decon
Thats how they react now, weak, when the heat's on them
Stop snitchen, you asked for the life you live in
It's act is not permitted, no where on the map
It is forbidden to send a nigger to prison
If you've been in it along with 'em
And then snitchen become hidden
So it's no X and O's, tex calicodes
Aim at your chest nigger
[Chorus: Akon]
I keep the 40 cal on my side
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster
You see a nigger 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 do, whatever you do, snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't face you, Yeah
[Obie Trice]
You rat bastard! (bastard)


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