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SixNined
by Young Phlo
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Rumor has it
The streets talk if you'll listen
But if you the type to talk then you'll miss it
Cuz ain't no love for a snitch
And anybody who tell on his plug is a bitch
You know them streets talk
Nobody heard, nobody saw but them streets saw
Court investigations with this street law
Won't give information but them streets talk
What's the move now?
They don't want to talk
What's to prove now?
They don't want to talk
Who bout to shoot now?
They don't want to talk
Who got the juice now?
They don't want to talk
Yea and these informants sending emails
And best believe 12 watchin' for them details
Them streets posted like a center though
Be on your pivot bro
Block party, give and go
And that's just how it is
And when you in the streets nigga
Get it how you live
And if that's gunplay
You live and you die by it
That's a rule in the streets and you will abide by it
Listen, I ain't sayin' that it's right
That's somethin' you should know
If you playin' with that life
Everybody know, but don't nobody know shit
One thing about our people man you gotta know this
Shout out my real ones cuz they ain't talkin'
And them snakes gettin' paid off it
And where we from in the slums if you name droppin'
To the one with the gun you the main target
And if your name poppin' you the main topic
The police got informants and they stay watchin'
Me and a nigga saw the judge and got the same offers
And now him and the police work out the same office
Yea, niggas won't admit it
Yea, niggas know they snitchin'
The only way the Police know who did it
Them people know who is and they know who isn't
Niggas is wounded
Killin' niggas is stupid
Ain't no respect for cowards
I learned to respect the tooly
And if you out here boostin'
You better know what you doin'
You leave a nigga breathin'
Expect him to come back shootin'
It's plenty lip service
Ain't nobody fists workin'
Niggas scary up until they get that clip courage
Ain't no hands they just come up off the hip service
If you scared then you need to pray for His mercy
You know them streets talk
Nobody heard, nobody saw but them streets saw
Court investigations with this street law
Won't give information but them streets talk
What's the move now?
They don't want to talk
What's to prove now?
They don't want to talk
Who bout to shoot now?
They don't want to talk
Who got the juice now?
They don't want to talk
Rumor has it
The streets talk if you'll listen
But if you the type to talk then you'll miss it
Cuz ain't no love for a snitch
And anybody who tell on his plug is a bitch
You know them streets talk
Nobody heard, nobody saw but them streets saw
Court investigations with this street law
Won't give information but them streets talk
What's the move now?
They don't want to talk
What's to prove now?
They don't want to talk
Who bout to shoot now?
They don't want to talk
Who got the juice now?
They don't want to talk
Yea and these informants sending emails
And best believe 12 watchin' for them details
Them streets posted like a center though
Be on your pivot bro
Block party, give and go
And that's just how it is
And when you in the streets nigga
Get it how you live
And if that's gunplay
You live and you die by it
That's a rule in the streets and you will abide by it
Listen, I ain't sayin' that it's right
That's somethin' you should know
If you playin' with that life
Everybody know, but don't nobody know shit
One thing about our people man you gotta know this
Shout out my real ones cuz they ain't talkin'
And them snakes gettin' paid off it
And where we from in the slums if you name droppin'
To the one with the gun you the main target
And if your name poppin' you the main topic
The police got informants and they stay watchin'
Me and a nigga saw the judge and got the same offers
And now him and the police work out the same office
Yea, niggas won't admit it
Yea, niggas know they snitchin'
The only way the Police know who did it
Them people know who is and they know who isn't
Niggas is wounded
Killin' niggas is stupid
Ain't no respect for cowards
I learned to respect the tooly
And if you out here boostin'
You better know what you doin'
You leave a nigga breathin'
Expect him to come back shootin'
It's plenty lip service
Ain't nobody fists workin'
Niggas scary up until they get that clip courage
Ain't no hands they just come up off the hip service
If you scared then you need to pray for His mercy
You know them streets talk
Nobody heard, nobody saw but them streets saw
Court investigations with this street law
Won't give information but them streets talk
What's the move now?
They don't want to talk
What's to prove now?
They don't want to talk
Who bout to shoot now?
They don't want to talk
Who got the juice now?
They don't want to talk
