[Chorus]
To every real n***a in the game put your hand on heart make a pledge to the streets you will never ever talk
d**h Before Dishonor n***a [Repeat: x4]
Jury and the judge I put that on my life I'll never take a stand even if I'm facing life
d**h Before Dishonor n***a [Repeat: x4] See these p**y a** n***as got the game twisted
Try to justify this thing they call dry snitching
Listen real n***as stay solid but these Kanye West a** n***a trying speaking through the wire
Fire that boy hot don't sell him nothing
He want an ounce now half a bird later
Them people coming
With them indictment papers
When I was a titty boy than call them hour laters
Our money ain't good better know that
When I was 7 alphabet boys snatched back
Phat!
It's what I got for you cheese eaters
Rat n***as that be f**ing with them fed people
That n***a got loose vowels at the mouth
Solid n***as know the n***as that I'm talking bout
Ya it's blood money in this mother f**er
No need to ask questions cause I ain't sayin nothing [Chorus] Welcome to the Album