FREEWAY & JAKE ONE - One Thing lyrics

rate me

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

Niggas 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 death to you snitches

Ain't do it, but you telling on them lying ass nigga

Don't want no trouble, you Bubbles from The Wire ass nigga

Trying to gain wealth, but scared to do it yourself

Ya'll not grinding, ya'll a bunch of tired ass niggas

Gotta watch it cause that cool ass nigga, with the jammy

Might turn out to be a, Sammy the Bull, ass nigga, yeah

(Snitch niggas) I know you'll say one thing

(Bitch niggas) 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 niggas) I know you'll say one thing

(Rat niggas) I know you'll say one thing

(Make me get the strap) And then do something else

(Cock the hammer back) And then do something else

Your man said he'll rise to the occassion, ride to the death

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, niggas 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 shit 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 shit, niggas gon' try you again

You never get nothing, niggas might fuck your button

Catch you on tear, queered up, bout to get cutting

So many niggas lie, that yo, it's only obliged

I tip my hat to real niggas, light a bark and live fly

And if you real nigga, we see it, Zenith style, hold the fort, killa

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 niggas ain't cool

I wish niggas like you death, last breath

Let a bullet fly, through your dome, come out of your neck

And then you see how it be, ratting on niggas, yapping on niggas

And every time I get a chance, I'm slapping niggas, what?