Squealer

Did you pop up in court and do as I Is Me said
Did you suck the DA's dick and help the case get made
Did you make a fucking deal and turn on every fucking body you knew
You supposed to be hard motherfucker, what did the DA do for you

Did they cover that dick with whipped cream and fucking Nestle quik
Did they promise you the boys in prison aren't just long but also fucking thick
Funny thing bitch you committed half the murders that I'm accused of
They're claiming that they got prints, but bitch I always wore gloves

Fake ass thug slinking in the dark, showing the boys in blue some love
Slouched down in the backseat, fucking hood informant unplugged
Every fucking deal you know or heard of, you giving that shit up
Less than eighteen months on a ten year bid, I mean like what the fuck

Stupid motherfuckers still got your ass up in their face
They're showing up in court thing that the DA doesn't have a case
The DA doesn't just know the time but also knows the motherfucking place
Their asses was caught without these bitches having to give chase

You're that free radical motherfucker, living by self preservation rules
Screaming like a Banshee is your number one tool
Pride, no you don't have any of that shit
Snitching for the Feds, yeah you're their number one trick

How does it feel being that fucking limp noodle that you know you are
Boy, you ate in their house and rode around in their cars
But for nothing at a pop, on your knees you dropped
Head hanging out the window, being fucked by cops

Promised that they would look out for your ass, you're our number one snitch
But you'll have to do these eighteen months as some ones bitch
As word spreads of the deal you made, how you snitched to get your time shaved
Haha PC custody bitch, but your ass still couldn't be saved