[Hook: Nate Dogg]
All these niggas talkin 'bout what they gon' kill
Heard you caught a misdemeanor then I heard you squeal
Holdin hands with the D.A. while you made your deal
Three thousand miles away and I could hear you still
Half these niggas snitchin yo and that's for real
I know it's hard to swallow, that's a big ol' pill
If I catch you [bad word] you gon' catch some steel
I know it might sound crazy, that's the way I feel

[Proof]
Uhh, trace this to it's basis, no movie script
No yay, no pounds, no uzi clips
Not a car, no bling, know a bougie [bad word] You got all of these rappers sayin they movin bricks
They whole cliques switch with boob and [bad word] If you're - [bad word] [bad word]  then they'll - usually snitch
In a roundabout way I say my toolies spit
But if [bad word] to coppin a plea, it includes the fifth!
The mood is flipped cause spirits see the diaphragms
Gangsta rappers with murderers for hired hands
Police and riot vans, callin us pirate clans
Government guide hands, with private plans
To damage the game, it's a shame to survive a scam
Cause we high off liquor, [bad word] and Vicadin
Yell out we gon' strike again, so triflin
Got kids idlin the vest to riflin (look Ma!)
Why you make a fake life in pens?
Glorify the hood but never a Bible hymn
And as the streets keep tyin in
Until the Feds indict the fans just for buyin in, where's the violin?

[Hook]

[Swifty McVay]
Hah, are you the guy that told the guy that I'm the guy that gave the guy
half a P; now the police is after me
Askin me questions, tellin me [bad word] you only knew
Pulled up on me out the blue, all this [bad word] because of you
Watch to do somethin cool [bad word]  snitchin like Samuel Bull
Now yo' life's [bad word] up, and I'm announcin you responsible
And I'm cut the [bad word] up, and whatchu gonna do but sit yo' [bad word] there
So what? Ain't nothin fair
When a [bad word] like you get carried away without your lips
And they wonderin why Swifty McVay be killin [bad word] (AHH!)
I drop you off and get [bad word] back the same day
Witcho' tongue cut off [bad word]  it's cursed anyway
You the one who can't count, so give my G's up (straight up)
And when [bad word] to shootin you the one who freeze up
That's why yo' broke [bad word] could swallow these nuts
And folks ask, tryna follow everything that reads up
On your report you made, I will escort you to your grave
Tryna see me behind bars so you can get paid?
That's negative, you threaten my life? I CAN'T let you live
Then you think that it'll catch up to your momma and your kids snitch {AHH!}

[Hook]

[Proof]
If you aim for slugs that's blazed by killers
Now the game done changed these niggas out here praisin squealers
Go Proof - my behavior's iller when tellin the [bad word] Expunge my gun [bad word] like any paid felon'll do
My spoken is well in the [bad word]  you in [bad word] and the Proof
From the block to the jail or the booth
Bod boy image shall illuminate in silence
Gangsta, one [bad word] through violence
Go Proof - not through yappin or hostile rappin
All on TV vest up and Glocks go flashin
It's all actin - y'all just
Don't see the director behind the camera that yells out "Action" (take one!)
Blowin off the door hinge to a world in orbit
Where the masses have supportive recorded performance
There's enormous shortage of poor kids
With new deals, they will [bad word] distorted and tortured
And I ain't losin like 'Pac, [bad word] on my block
I'm from Detroit [bad word]  it ain't cool to be shot [gunshots]

(Is he still alive?)
(Yeah yeah, I think so)
(Alright great, let's sign him!)

[Hook]

[Outro: Proof]
Heh, aiyyo dig this
If you tell the masses, you tell the cops
But if that street yappin made you famous, then