[Scarface] Niggaz forget about the streets but when they rap they songs They claim they tote the heat, they quick to clap they guns In interviews be braggin bout the crack they slung But when it's war, these cowards never blast, they run The fuck you think you foolin dog? I live this shit I know it when niggaz fake it - I live this shit You can front it all you want but when yo ass gets hot Then you can rest assured nigga - yo ass gets got I'm sayin that to say this - I can plot those hits I'm connected in every city on capo shit I ain't even gotta say these niggaz know my ties A nigga made, therefore whoever cross gon die Money changin motherfuckers, makin hoes grow nuts You a bad motherfucker, you don't give no fuck Let me snap you back to reality dude, shit's real You a target, niggaz in Houston want you killed Facemob until it's over, Southside the pipes Dirty Third in this bitch, J. Prince for life Dedicated to these niggaz live and breathe that shit Let the real niggaz shout it out, scream that shit
[Chorus - Scarface] I never snitch, I never lie I'm not a bitch, I rather die Can't nothin change me, not even time I make the money, money don't make me a dime [x2]
[Beanie Siegel] Facemob! Yeah B. Sieg baby, I'm back up in this bitch like what Fresh out the pen, once again I'm here to grab my nuts I am hell for real - you doubt it nigga? call my bluff Only respect men that's real, you coward rat-ass fucks Who raised you niggaz? Yo father probably hate yo guts Mad he didn't double up, and that Lifestyle bust Ya lifestyle fucked, ya duckin, every corner tryna clap at you Plus fuck ya mother, the bitch ain't shit for havin you What? If you don't like what I'm sayin, fuck ya attitude Same lame probably showed these rap niggaz gratitude Huh, happy they ain't snitch on you Must I remind yo monkey ass what a bitch might do? They act like they got yo back to infiltrate yo rest Then have you talkin (Through The Wire) like Kanye West To all my real niggaz trapped homey, mind yo tongues Cuz these cowards comin home after firin they ones (?) I never snitch
[Chorus x2]
[The Game] Snitch niggaz, bitch niggaz, they all the same face No matter what hole you crawl in, nigga you ain't safe All you niggaz is rats, nicknamed Jake Sam, Curtis or Alpo belong in the same place A penitentary cell block gettin gang raped Coward motherfucker, now tell me how my name taste I leave you bleedin like ya period came late Red bandana on, call that my Game Face Niggaz come in all shapes Some snitches wear Reeboks, some wear Bathing Apes Sometimes they Crip niggaz, other times Piru And some snitch niggaz look just like you I promise to never snitch, like some of my homies G-Rock, B-Mase, and O.G. Tony Before I have the police run in ya house I kiss my son on the cheek and put the gun in my mouth, motherfuckers