Death Before Dishonor

Let Your Pistols Play it out (repeated)
 (Chorus:)
 To every real nigga in the game put your hand on heart make a pledge to the streets you will never ever talk
 Death Before Dishonor nigga (x4)
 Jury and the judge I put that on my life I'll never take a stand even if I'm facing life
 Death Before Dishonor nigga (x4)
 (Verse:)
 See these pussy ass niggas got the game twisted
 Try to justify this thing they call dry snitching
 Listen real niggas stay solid but these kanye west ass nigga trying speakin through the wire
 Fire that boy hot don't sell him nothing
 He want an ounce now half a bird later
 Them people coming
 With them indictment papers
 When I was a titty boy than call them hour laters
 Our money ain't good better know that
 When I was 7 alphabet boys snatched back
 Phat!
 It's what I got for you cheese eaters
 Rat niggas that be fuckin with them fed people
 Dat nigga got loose vowels at the mouth
 Solid niggas know the niggas that I'm talking bout
 Ya it's blood money in this mother fucker
 No need to ask questions cause I ain't sayin nothing
 (Chorus)
 Welcome to the Album haha