No Snitchin Chamillionaire (Ft. Bun B)

[Hook 1: Bun B]
This is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas
Northside, Southside, chunk ya deuce up
This is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas
Eastside, Westside, chunk ya deuce up

[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]
Plenty niggas get they head turned red for the bread
Start off with the information, load it up in ya head
Couldn't hold it, so it turned out its sumthin' he said
What he tell the FEDS (need someone to call)
Your decision was to snitchin' and they was there to listen
When he told what he know, said they barely was trippin'
Less time, now the niggas in a better position
Unless you count the fact that the streets know he was snitchin'
He was lookin at a 30 but he only did 10
How them years turn to months, can he tell you dat, and
He ain't really gotta answer, just the sweat in his hands
Will he make it out to make it, hmmm well it depends
Everybody know the info you was tellin ya friends
Plus the streets know the deals that you made with the pen
Russian Roulette, yep nigga bet the barrel will spin
You hear that, yea nigga thats the sound of revenge

[Hook 2: Chamillionaire]
Walk down the right road
'Cause the streets is so cold
You betta take ya life slow
Or you'll miss it
Listen to the G-Code
If you know what I know
Then you'll keep yo mouth closed
(Keep your mouth closed, nigga)
We don't tolerate snitches