I don't wanna run no more, but I know that if I stop I'll be another nigga headed to heaven, hangin with Pac These motherfuckers look at me like I'm a slanger Makin threats to my family, dawg I'm in danger Who do u call when these agents want u dead and they hit these penetentiaries and niggas make a pledge So I dip and duck the feds, all my homies duck out on indictments Caught up on the phone, talkin prices (hello) 25-to-life's the mandatory minimal My whole community gets treated like they criminals Why are dem bitches gettin motherfuckers hung Got a C.I. on the inside and everybody's sung Mothers and fathers seperated from they sons Households are broken, you couldn't hold ur tongue If it's urs, say it's urs, take the case, do ur time When u was out here gettin' money from it everything was fine Now u cryin' in ur jail cell, stressin' on the case And the D.A. is at a nigga every single day I can see it in ur face, in the middle of ur soul u in question of ur manhood homey - keep it cold
[Chorus] We don't talk to police, we don't make a peace bond We don't trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns We rely on the streets we do battle in the hood I was born in the G Code, embedded in my blood
See I be on some street shit, don't talk to police I won't accept a visit from agents who wanna see if I got shit to say about a nigga case I'm a motherfuckin' nigga thru and thru, I ain't gay Know a nigga caught a case and he took his 25 Sat it out on appeal, and gave him back that time A soldier in his mind and his actions said the same Told a cracker tell your mommy suck his dick and see Rick James Ain't no motherfuckin game, we been livin this for real When the government is workin, real niggas never squeal Right here the truth revealed, Troy u a mouse Yeah u rappin' but the homey Lil' Pots can't get out Niggaz they hit the pen, they get charged, then get out
