Who Woulda Thought

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Stop snitchin' Stop snitchin' Stop snitchin' Stop snitchin' Verse one: They say a threat is a threat whether real or perceived And if you box a nigga in then he gone squeeze So I toat the box with the beam and take measures to the extreme When I'm chasin' the american dream It was an out of town trip to transport bricks Ready to mix up the fix and hit the block and pitch Nigga this twist of event's was assign went over the borderline And well beyond the realm of design You see we transacted paper on a regular basis And we only dealt with familiar faces to stay away from surveillance On this particular day the pack was 14 stacks So he brought out 28 so I could make it a match I was supposed to rendezvous at a quarter to two With my man Lou across from the Bayou It was simple math, give dap trade bags and be out But when there's death in the air it's hard to see what he bout Hook: Who would've thought that your man would switch hands It's supposed to be death before dishonor Till your breath is no longer Who would've thought that when the thickness became thin That your man with your back Would go and stick the knife in Who would've thought that your man would testify When you both come from the code That you live and let die Who would've thought that I'd have to clap my so called friend For the careless whispers spit in the wind Ain't that a bitch? Verse two: Now I knew Lou from High School Sittin' in a two toned Brougham With hundred spokes sittin' low on the chrome He was all about them frankies I was dealin' with them colored hankies But in the end it was mutual respect Didn't take long to connect, he took me under his wing And put me on the team with a quarter thing And all he asked for in return was my loyalty And if the the situation was raised spark my signature flame we was royalty Matched up Range with blew out brains Iced out chains all from Peruvian 'cain Nigga them stars rose for seven years we patrolled with the snow Then the Feds came and tried to dam up the flow We agreed to abandon ship and I was to dip Into another local then drop my anchor and sit I didn't trip blazed the lanes and set up shop in the Mile While my nigga would re-organize and put the smash down Hook: Who would've thought that your man would switch hands It's supposed to be death before dishonor Till your breath is no longer Who would've thought that when the thickness became thin That your man with your back Would go and stick the knife in Who would've thought that your man would testify When you both come from the code That you live and let die Who would've thought that I'd have to clap my so called friend For the careless whispers spit in the wind Verse three: Five calendars passed by and I had em sky high With my new team running supply In 2002 Lou along with his new crew Caught a distribution case that knocked him back for a few He was my nigga back then so he my nigga for life So I hit him off with kites and I kept his books right He asked me for loyalty and that's what he received But unaware to me it seems he switched up the team I guess they don't make niggas like they used too Caught in a pinch my nigga turned rat and became a snitch Ain't that a bitch Fast forward to the Bayou trip I seen my homie after five we transactin' a switch Somethin' in the air's funny now the money's in choke I turned around so I could dip and I could see through the smoke I was caught up in a trap cuhz Lou spit it through the wire So I turned around and hit em with that signature fire Hook: Who would've thought that your man would switch hands It's supposed to be death before dishonor Till your breath is no longer Who would've thought that when the thickness became thin That your man with your back Would go and stick the knife in Who would've thought that your man would testify When you both come from the code That you live and let die Who would've thought that I'd have to clap my so called friend For the careless whispers spit in the wind Ain't that a bitch?