[Intro]
Motherfuckers been tellin' since the beginning of time, man
This shit ain't nothin' new
They was tellin' in the slave days
Motherfuckers writin' statements, cooperatin'
Givin' up they potnas for whatever bullshit reason
Knowin' when you jumped in the streets this what you signed up for
So you either part of the problem or part of the solution
You know what I mean?

[Chorus]
We don't talk to the cops
We don't identify opps
If you go down to the station
Don't talk, don't make no statement
That's the rules
Stick to the codе, even if you gotta lose
You had a choicе and you made it
When you jumped in the streets and started bangin'

[Verse 1]
Man-made money, man-made choppas
That's on my lap, dealin' with man-made problems
N***as comin' through
I'ma be in the hood, I ain't got shit else to do
Get 'em, baby
I'm up all week off adrenaline, baby
The cops askin' questions
A boy from the other side talkin' to detectives
What the fuck goin' on?
You the one that started this shit, somethin' wrong
His homies don't care
Boy, you got some good friends, I swear
But where I'm from, we don't do that
N***a cross game and get his shit blew back
Or get beat blue-black
You broke hearts, n***a, why you do that?
[Chorus]
We don't talk to the cops
We don't identify opps
If you go down to the station
Don't talk, don't make no statement
That's the rules
Stick to the code, even if you gotta lose
You had a choice and you made it
When you jumped in the streets and started bangin'

[Verse 2]
This lifestyle ain't for everybody
N***as get cracked and wanna take down everybody
It's two things for sure
You gon' go to jail and you might get smoked
But in the meantime, get money
Be prepared when them good times get ugly
Be prepared when the good guys snitch on you
He went bad, but it is what it is, homie
It don't make sense
Can't trust half the n***as that you hangin' with
Stand tall for the n***as that you bangin' with
When the cops come, speak another language
Ain't nobody make you do it
This life is attractive, but you blew it
It's no such thing as hatin' on a snitch
You out once that paperwork hit
[Chorus]
We don't talk to the cops
We don't identify opps
If you go down to the station
Don't talk, don't make no statement
That's the rules
Stick to the code, even if you gotta lose
You had a choice and you made it
When you jumped in the streets and started bangin'

[Outro]
G-Slim's Revenge