Project Pat, Mr. Bigg, Lyfe Jennings and Jeezy - Tell Tell Tell (Stop Snitchin')
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
Stop snitchin'
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
Stop snitchin'
Police say they'll let me go if I gave up all my dawgs
Don't try to assert the truth, I don't break no ghetto laws
I don't put pressure, mane, on others to ease pain
Or brothers put all in chains, help mothers to go insane
Project Pat'll never rat, even though I'm lovin' cheese
51 months for a gat, some broke down to their knees
Told about murders and plots, talked about cocaine and Glocks
Helped out on kidnappings, assisted on robbery spots
Me, I kept my mouth shut, ears, eyes, open wide
I done witnessed lunch money took, down to homicides
Project ain't a baby to this game as a grown man
Birds fly mainly on a plane even in the rain
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
Stop snitchin'
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
Stop snitchin' (let's get it)
Hold the hell on, what the fuck is goin' on? (Woo)
These niggas tattle-tailing like that shit ain't wrong (nah)
God damn whoever started singing like a song
Nigga, you's a bitch, you might as well wear a thong
Got caught with some yams and a scale, scale, scale
Now this snitchin' ass nigga wanna tell, tell, tell
I see the hate in your eyes, and it's not a surprise (yeah, ayy)
You can quit actin' nigga, I see through your disguise (cheah)
They hatin' on Jesus, so you think I give a fuck?
I'm still tryin' to hit the lotto and cop a bigger truck (yeah)
Sometimes I wonder how I even made it this far (how?)
I'm a lucky young nigga, ain't no fuckin' rap star (haha)
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
Stop snitchin'
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
Stop snitchin'
You went to jail, same charge like my nigga here
He got a twenty ball, I heard that you got a year?
I never fear, just stay up out you niggas' ways
You boys hot, and you got these streets in a blaze
They'll play it cool, jealousy is lyin' dormant
Feds got a secret weapon called an informant
Logic of a snitch, "You ain't know, but I'mma let you in"
"Why would I do ten, when I can go on and turn in my friend?"
Not pokin' fun, Project Pat is only spittin' facts
Nowadays, gotta watch the nigga who watchin' ya back
Mane, these niggas hearts colder than a dead body
They'll set they own momma up, you ain't nobody
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
Stop snitchin'
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
I done seen Black folks tell, tell, tell
Stop snitchin'
Hustlers, be sure to walk in silence
Niggas are conspirin' to take you down, take you down, why?
Hustlers, pay attention to your environment
Niggas are conspirin' to take your crown, take your crown, why?
Written by:
Chester Jennings, Donald Pears II, Jay Jenkins, Jordan Houston, Patrick Houston, Paul Beauregard
Publisher:
Lyrics © CHESTER JENNINGS DBA LYFE IN MUSIC, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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