Confessions Plies

[Intro: Plies]
Okay, then
This Plies, the new nigga over here at Slip-n-Slide Records
I don't even make that kind of music, homeboy
I’ve got something I want to share with you old police ass niggas
Go ahead and run it, dog

[Chorus: Plies & Usher (Sampled)]
You police ass niggas know you full of (confessions)
And just when I thought loyalty meant something to you niggas
That's when I found out it don't mean shit to you niggas (confessions)
’Cause I done seen the realest niggas under pressure fold
And run and tell them crackers everything they know (confessions)
And when you pussy niggas tell it, y'all (tell it all)
And how can y'all niggas live with snitching on your dog?
That's why I don't fuck with y'all pussy ass niggas at all
I've be done whacked one of you fuck niggas since you full of (confessions)

[Verse 1: Plies]
It ain't no secret, nigga, my freedom mean the world to me
But dying a real nigga mean a little more to me
That’s why I don’t fuck with y'all niggas ’cause we ain't built the same
'Cause the fear of going to prison'll make you niggas sing
If I ever tell on one of my dogs, I want a bitch to kill me
’Cause if I ever turn that flaw, a bitch need to kill me
When them crackers sentence you, nigga, they gave you 35
And you told on your dogs, they knock off five
Now you got 30 left, pussy nigga, that's still alive
After you niggas tell on your dog, how you niggas sleep
When you done violated the main code of the street?