Testify

Lyrics

[Intro: BandGang Masoe] Free all my niggas Real niggas don't fold We gon' hold you down out here, though Free Strap [Verse 1: BandGang Masoe] Yeah, free the ones who had a chance to break and right out on they mans But stayed real, had other plans, ain't fold on 'em (Free the real) Preech probably could've beat it (Yup), would've made us undefeated Pussy niggas hate to see it, so he told on 'em I stayed down and prayed I came up (Uh-huh) Free the real who still fightin' for a tray at lunch (Free my niggas) Hut, hut, callin' plays like I'm in a bunch (Uh-huh) Get a nigga touched twice, it's nothin' if he did it once (Yup) Yeah, still on that same shit I rap about (I swear to God) I had a rich, probably'll be done closеd a snitch mouth (Shh) The same mouth that Murf life and tеll 'em deal with that (Free them boys) Purple rain for all the pain, where the doctor at? Yeah, this shit get deep as the sea (Uh-huh) No job, tryna provide for every face you see They give you five for a strap, but who gon' bring back me? (Huh?) Who gon' move my mama? (Huh?) Who gon' feed Lil Z (Huh?), huh? Yeah, niggas tell this shit times trays Seen the toughest niggas fold, fuck what's in his brain (Goddamn) They ever get me in that room, I ain't said shit (Never) Called my lawyer, bring me out some water, and don't ask me shit (Motherfucker) [Chorus: BandGang Masoe] Money, I know some niggas who ain't testify (Ain't tell 'em shit) I know some real niggas who ain't testify (Kept they mouth closed) Stayed solid, didn't testify (At all) Don't know 'bout yours, but I know mines ain't lettin' shit fly (Nothin') Yeah, I know some niggas who ain't testify (Ain't tell 'em shit) I know some real niggas who ain't testify (Kept they mouth closed) Stayed solid, couldn't testify (At all) Don't know 'bout yours, but I know mines ain't lettin' shit fly Yeah I know some real niggas who ain't testify (Ain't tell 'em shit, nigga) I know some real niggas who ain't testify (At all) Stayed solid, didn't testify (Kept they mouth closed) Don't know 'bout yours, but I know mines ain't lettin' shit fly [Verse 2: ShredGang Mone] Start the verse off feel like free Murder Mills And he never made a statement, so shit, that made him real And it's only real that I go and get that appeal (Yeah) I wanna be able to free my niggas when I sign that deal And I know some real niggas that never testified I got this chopper and I pray you never testify (R.I.P) I blow this bitch, you be the first nigga to touch the sky (Uh-huh) Inhalin' all these clouds while I'm blow 'em back up in the sky (Strong shit) You know the rules, if you testify, you gotta die (R.I.P.) I know some real niggas swing that chopper side to side (Yeah) No heart, he ain't give a fuck if his mama died But that's the consequences when you tellin' on a homicide (Snitch-ass nigga) I ain't tryna see my mama cry, I'm strapped with mines (I love you, mama) So play with mines, then I'ma chalk you like a dotted line Know them real niggas fell in love with them dollar signs And this a letter to them niggas who ain't nev— [Outro] Yo, when you get out, man? Shit, man, I ain't, I don't even know, man We gon' keep that on the low, 'cause I ain't see you, you ain't see me, alright?