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  • [jay-z] uh-huh

    [$hort] that's right

    [jay-z] uh-huh-uh, it was all good just a week ago

    [$hort] last week i had everything

    [jay-z] uh, uh-huh-uh, had this all good just a week ago

    [$hort] i had the money.. had the cars, the bitches

    [jay-z] uh-huh, yeah, it was all good just a week ago

    [$hort] and the jewelry..

    And then my motherfuckin niggaz started snitchin

    [jay-z] uh-huh, uh uh, yo

    [$hort] beyotch!



    Verse one: jay-z



    Growin up in the hood just my dog and me

    We used to hustle in the hood for, all to see

    Problems, i called on him, he called on me

    We wasn't quite partners, i hit him off my p

    Met him unlocked doors, off my keys

    Yeah we spoke, much more than cordially

    Man he broke bread with me, my business spreads with me

    The feds came to get me, we both fled quickly

    Wasn't quick enough to jump over the hedges with me

    Got caught, and that's when our relationship strayed

    Used to call me from the joint til he ran out of change

    And when he called collect and i heard his name

    I quickly accepted, but when i reached the phone

    He's talkin reckless, i can sense deceit in his tone

    I said, "damn dawg, what, nine weeks and you're home?"

    He said, "main man, you think shit's sweet cause you're home."

    I just sat, spat no more speech in the phone

    The crackers up there bleachin your dome, you're reachin

    I said, "the world don't stop i've got to keep keep on."

    From there i sensed the beef was on

    I ran to the spot, store to add some more features to my phone

    To see if i had bugs and leeches on my phone

    Can't be too safe cause niggaz is two-faced

    And they show the other side when they catch a new case

    It's on



    Chorus: too $hort, jay-z



    It was cool when you had hella weed to smoke

    And you bought a new home where you could keep the folks

    I don't see how this side of you could be provoked

    (uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all good just a week ago)



    Funny what, seven days can change

    A stand up nigga, now you sit down to aim

    Used to have a firm grip now you droppin names

    Uh-huh, uh-huh (it was all good just a week ago)



    Verse two: jay-z



    Like i put the toast to your head and made you sell

    We both came in this game, blind as hell

    I did a little better, had more clientele

    Told you put away some cheddar now you cryin for bail


  • Seventeen and i'm holdin on to around a mill

    I could bail out and blow trial and come around on the pill

    Had niggaz thinkin i was from uptown for real

    I had so much hustle plus i was down to ill

    Like a brooklyn nigga, straight out of brownsville

    Down and dirty, down to fight the round thirty

    Freezin on them corners still holdin my crack

    Lookin up and down the block, the fuck is the dough at?

    Came from flat broke to lettin the dough stack

    You tell them feds i said i'm never goin back

    I'm from marcy, and marcy don't raise no rats

    You know the consequences of your acts, you can't be serious



    Chorus



    Verse three: jay-z



    The lawyer i retained you said you leakin some things

    All this after a week in the bang

    I'm mad at myself cause i didn't spot the weak and lame

    I woulda bet the house you wouldn't speak a thang

    Nigga this was the oath, to the top of broke

    Even pricked our finger, anything that got between us

    We sposed to cock the ninas, what happened to that?

    Instead you copped out to a misdemeanor

    Fuck it, the same thing make you laugh make you cry

    That's right, the same game that make you mad could make you die

    It's a dice game, and sometimes you crap

    Who woulda thought you'd get popped one time and rap?

    Now you know that's bad when your sister is mad

    And your son gotta grow up like, "this is my dad?"

    The labelling of a snitch is a lifetime scar

    You'll always be in jail nigga, just minus the bars



    Chorus



    [too $hort]

    Shit is crazy man

    All these niggaz out here snitchin

    We was one step away from takin this crack money

    And recyclin it through the ghettoes

    And buildin back up our own hoods

    Now all you niggaz start snitchin on each other

    I got partners doin 15-20

    Wouldn'ta been doin shit

    If you didn't snitch

    Beyotch!

    It's about time y'all check that shit out man

    It ain't all good

    Shut your mouth

    Just watch the game

    And don't snitch

    It sure will do a lot for you

    Believe that baby

    Jay-z, short dawg's in the house main

    You know i got it

    Got it goin on

    We got the money

    Ain't got nuthin to do with crime baby

    But i'm recognizing



    [jay-z]

    You rat bastard!


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