No, no
No, he shouldn't have snitch and now he's dead
Yeah, now he's dead in a ditch, shouldn't- (Yeah)
Wanna fight? I'm not the one
Run up? I'ma put you in the sun (Yeah)
Get burned up, 100 degrees
Start praying, I'm not playing
Snitching? Oh, that's it
Made me mad, "Oh, your father's deceased"
Shot him three times, now, in the clouds wit' this dad
For him, it was a bad day
Coughing up blood, layin' in a coffin
His kill streak was none, it happened too often
His family cryin', "Why did you kill him?"
"He shouldn't have snitched"
"Lucky you didn't find him dead in a ditch"
Ambulance siren start going off, pronounced dead
At the morgue, family crying
Asking "How did my son die?"
"Sorry for your-
At the morgue, family cryin'
Asking "How did my son die?"
"Sorry for your loss, loss, he took one to the head"
He's dead
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