Paperwork

[Intro: B.G.]

You know Gizzle standin' on what's real (Facts)

I'm standin' on the code (Always)

I'm standin' on law (Believe that)

I don't know another way

[Chorus: B.G.]

You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)

That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat (Yeah)

So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)

And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch nigga

You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)

That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat

So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)

And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch nigga

[Verse 1: B.G.]

I done lost a lot of homies to this game I'm in (A lot)

Fifty percent to the grave, other half to the pen' (Pen')

Every time I look around, hood buryin' a G

Wonderin' if the next week, they gon' bе buryin' me

Carryin' me, on a fresh whitе tee layin' me (Me)

The way that these niggas rattin' that the shit scarin' me (I'm scared)

They breakin' every rule that's taught in the game

Could season your food now with all the salt in the game

Soft and they lame, bitch niggas ain't standin' for shit (Nothin')

Goin' out like Nino Brown, takin' the stand on the clique

What's happenin' with this? Lookin' at him like, "What's happenin' with that?" (What's happenin'?)

Nigga, that's your label, that's your main man that's a rat

Shocked and you hurt, thinkin' to yourself, "How could this be?" (How?)

How could I not see? All these years he was rockin' with me

That's how it be, enemy be right under your wing

Think fast (Fast), always mow your lawn, snakes in the grass

Sneaky as fuck, gotta prepare yourself for the strike (Strike)

If you don't and they bite, it could cost you your life

Real talk, know the shit I spit come straight from the heart (Heart)

Every word and every bar (Bar), you could take it as law (Law)

True to myself, so you know I'm true to this shit (I'm true)

I be coolin', I'll click it with that foolishness quick

Hooligan shit, forties, FNs, and Rugers with dicks

Fuck that boot 'em up, nigga be on that shoot 'em up shit (Nigga)

[Chorus: B.G. &  Gucci Mane]

You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)

That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat (Yeah)

So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)

And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch nigga

You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)

That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat (Huh?)

So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)

And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch nigga (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

I was in the courtroom, I couldn't believe my eyes (Huh?)

Dog took the stand against me, this shit had me surprised (What?)

He point his finger at me, he say, "It's Mr. Davis" (How?)

They gave that bitch immunity 'cause that's the way he played it (Wow)

Ain't fuckin' with these snitches, ain't fuckin' with no rats (Rats)

Just either stay your distance 'fore I put in your hat (Bah)

Niggas sneak dissin', haters dry snitchin'

We rockabye snitches (Rockabye), so they gon' die snitches (Huh?)

I told Gizzle the game changed, they got switches (Grrah)

And beef startin' now over dirty-ass bitches

But nothin' really changed, these niggas still tellin'

The POs and the po-pos make it hard for a felon (It's Gucci)

[Chorus: B.G.]

You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)

That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat (Yeah)

So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)

And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch nigga

You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)

That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat

So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)

And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch nigga