Freeway & Jake One - One Thing lyrics

I know you'll say one thing, I know you'll say one thing And then do something else, and then do something else Ok, oh, no, say it ain't so n***as suppose to be moving like cheese, but they don't Rapping to the D's, so D's can out rush folks Industry like fleas from east to the west coast Overseas, I thought they had the best hope, but over there It's more dangerous, they snitching in foreign languages I gotta throw on my hater vision People giving up aliases, and cops pay to listen Wait, before I finish, let me mention ("one thing") They need to promise d**h to you snitches Ain't do it, but you telling on them lying a** n***a Don't want no trouble, you Bubbles from The Wire a** n***a Trying to gain wealth, but scared to do it yourself Ya'll not grinding, ya'll a bunch of tired a** n***as Gotta watch it cause that cool a** n***a, with the jammy Might turn out to be a, Sammy the Bull, a** n***a, yeah (Snitch n***as) I know you'll say one thing (b**h n***as) I know you'll say one thing (Turncoats) And then do something else (You know what's even worse) And then do something else (Snake n***as) I know you'll say one thing (Rat n***as) I know you'll say one thing (Make me get the strap) And then do something else (co*k the hammer back) And then do something else Your man said he'll rise to the occa**ion, ride to the d**h You smoking on haze, chopping dimes in the basement It's all good til the cops raided Now he signing statements, point your fingers when he put to the test Yes, n***as say they riders but they fly just You hiding in the boys, grab your man, he like "come out, they got us" Any job appointment, people liars, misguiding us How they say they gon' hire us and deny us Mob peer pressure makes busters wear wires ("one thing") That's destined, we catch ya, we'll wet cha See the one king of pressure with the chill necklace Screaming that it cost 10, when it only cost a thousand I'm wilding, cause I be on some sh** with 'em too I don't lie very much, but I'll admit when I do I left the crib, told my girl, I'll be right back I wind up, on the A.C., when Max, he text my jack, and said Keep snitching on your man, you gon' fry in the pan Lie in a pot of sh**, n***as gon' try you again You never get nothing, n***as might f*ck your bu*ton Catch you on tear, queered up, bout to get cutting So many n***as lie, that yo, it's only obliged I tip my hat to real n***as, light a bark and live fly And if you real n***a, we see it, Zenith style, hold the fort, k**a Gangstas play it all the way out Or whether locked in a cell or in the hole in the max Never snitch on your friends, so don't be holding no cracks You ain't built for it, then move, float on, before you get your vote on Telling on n***as ain't cool I wish n***as like you d**h, last breath Let a bullet fly, through your dome, come out of your neck And then you see how it be, ratting on n***as, yapping on n***as And every time I get a chance, I'm slapping n***as, what?