[50 Talking]

Yeah come on now

Y'all gonna make fifty mad

And you dont wanna see me mad

[50]

I keep hearin' niggas is happy, the D's come,
niggas wit guns

When I'm out on bail, ridin' wit' some new ones

My homey told me to snitch the style up

Got 4 cats sent to jail, cause i told the cops

Now i gotta new diamond watch, and i wear vests
on the block

I'ma snitch till im rich and theres no changin
that

I used to sold crack? have to be a fool to
believe that

They got my wearin vests and now im wearing them
all the time

Did you just do a crime? Fifty's droppin the
dime

When i get in jail the cops lemme right out

Cause i snitched on my best friend (eminem saying
thats right)

It don't take long, for my snitchin to sink in

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

You're thicker than water

Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa

You're thicker than water

Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa

You're thicker than water

Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa

You can be a Blood or a Crip

Nigga, you bitch

Follow Me

[Tony Yayo]

I'm in the money green 7-45, with 7 shots in the
fo' five

Y'all niggas wanna die?

I got a love affair, wit' violence and guns

When I got O'd up, my heart turned colder

That's why the mac react like a king cobra

Now I'm jumpin' out of Rovers, in Gucci loafers

Y'all niggas wanna stun? I'll bury you
cockroaches

Gimme one year, in this industry

I'll buy enough guns to declare war on a small
country

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]

Still walk around wit' the hammer boss

Rope and a cross

Hard times'll make a lil' nigga hate Santa Claus

Your mountains is high, holdin' in Diana Ross

I'm like a 2003 banana Porsche

I don't gotta hide sluts, to get your ties cut

My team in the cutt, packin' middle things

I got more foreign shooters than the Sacramento
Kings

It's 8 class karats in the border

I poke holes in plastic, to avoid a vaginal
disorder

I'm a savage on your daughter

She ain't in the college dorm

Then I guess I'm squirtin' on the cabin that you
bought her

I'm a heavy weed smoker, so the average is a
quarter

Brown colored from shit, he established in the
water

You got Banks on your jersey, you part of my fan
base

Just 'cause you pour syrup on shit, don't make it
pancakes

[Chorus]