Key: C minor•
Verse 1
in my cell, might as well be in hell
Left a dead, two on one,
fourth floor where I dwell
Couldn't tell, thought you was a man,
but you was a bitch
A nigga that I'd die for
really was a snitch
Let me switch back to the scene,
scene of the crime
Where I left all my hopes and
dreams; caught me with a .9
Duffel bag full of plenty cash,
empty out safe
Hit the mask, but a nosey fag
fucked up my escape
I could take any charge 'cause
his death for this under
"Do you plead guilty on this case?" No,
your honor
Wonder, how not guilty turned to guilty
Could it be that my homeboy turned
stale on me?
I can see you and the victim
sittin' like a hoe
On the prosecutor's side,
shove a .9 down her throat
Of a coward punk bitch,
your body in a ditch
Could've sold my own soldier
to see the nine clique
Click, then your carcass
fall like the gavel fell
Did I tell? Nigga, hell nah,
Project ain't a hoe
Bullets blow niggas' brains
out into outer space
Just incase you was wondering
did I let him live
Verse 2
Cm
Snitches,
bitches, snitches, bitches... (x16)
Verse 3
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsCm Ab
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