2 Pistols - d**h Before Dishonor lyrics

[Chorus] To every real n***a in the game put your hand on heart make a pledge to the streets you will never ever talk d**h Before Dishonor n***a [Repeat: x4] Jury and the judge I put that on my life I'll never take a stand even if I'm facing life d**h Before Dishonor n***a [Repeat: x4] See these p**y a** n***as got the game twisted Try to justify this thing they call dry snitching Listen real n***as stay solid but these Kanye West a** n***a trying speaking 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 n***as that be f**ing with them fed people That n***a got loose vowels at the mouth Solid n***as know the n***as that I'm talking bout Ya it's blood money in this mother f**er No need to ask questions cause I ain't sayin nothing [Chorus] Welcome to the Album