[Produced by Buckwild]
[Verse 1]
Your depiction of a thug nigga is fiction
Your words hung my nigga, lines were drawn
You sided with the judge I ain't a hater
I don't love squealers, that's me
You have the audacity to talk like you real
Nigga you fold under pressure, my life is real
You sold your soul to detectives, I could get you murdered
But you dying a slow death, denying you told
Yet, the truth came to light, you a fake nigga
You helped the D.A.'s case, my nigga
Fuck your life, I hate the side of your face, nigga
Only a fake nigga would respect you
You went against the cause and signed papers
The signatures yours, that's that bullshit, pardon me
Sammy The Bull shit, take the stand betraying the fam
You should have kept it real you, put your fate in your hand
I guess that's the way it was planned
[Chorus]
There's a thin line between love and hate and you crossed it
You had respect around the way and you lost it
If a coward dies a thousand deaths, how you gon' live?
Nigga you get no love
[Verse 2]
Death before dishonor
You sacrificed your breath, so respect a nigga power in jail
I get you hit up in the shower
I'm a real nigga, I walk the streets with pride
I'm the truth, you living a lie
You a part-time prosecutor, full-time hossa
I write rhymes with greatness, you write statements nigga
And think the streets don't know
Tssk, yo it was all good just a week ago
How could you live with being the D.A.'s witness?
And knowing ya names associated with snitches?
You could pray for forgiveness, I'ma fact and you a stool pigeon
Ain't nothing you can do nigga, might I mention
Only a bitch would snitch to get a lighter sentence
Take it like a man nigga like official prints and cornbread nigga
I'm a warrior, you deserve a bullet in your head nigga
[Chorus]
There's a thin line between love and hate and you crossed it
You had respect around the way and you lost it
If a coward dies a thousand deaths how you gon' live?
Nigga you get no love
[Verse 3]
Uhh, I'm tired of you coming through like snitching justifiable
I once admired you, you rat bastard
Ain't no need to explain, you not my man
Every time you give me five, I wash my hands
What nigga? M-E-G-A bitch tell the D.A. bricks
I move in three days, not including the grindin'
What polluted your mind? Was it alluded time?
My words are exalted, yours ruin lives
You a disgrace to your race, I'm true to mine
All my dogs doing time, know before I side with the law
I rather ride with the fours and deprive you of your coward existence
You probably send your momma to prison to beat a sentence, bitch
[Chorus]
There's a thin line between love and hate and you crossed it
You had respect around the way and you lost it
If a coward dies a thousand deaths how you gon' live?
Nigga you get no love
