Sammy da Bull-Proof

[ti:Sammy da Bull] [ar:Proof] [al:Searching for Jerry Garcia] [by:] [offset:0] [00:13.15]All these niggaz talkin 'bout what they gon' kill [00:15.40]Heard you caught a misdemeanor then I heard you squeal [00:17.28]Holdin hands with the D A while you made your deal [00:19.72]Three thousand miles away and I could hear you still [00:22.84]Half these niggaz snitchin yo and that's for real [00:25.09]I know it's hard to swallow that's a big ol' pill [00:28.09]If I catch you motherf**kers you gon' catch some steel [00:30.53]I know it might sound crazy that's the way I feel [00:33.03]Uhh trace this to it's basis no movie script [00:35.28]No yay no pounds no uzi clips [00:38.03]Not a car no bling know a bougie b**ch [00:40.28]You got all of these rappers sayin they movin bricks [00:42.47]They whole cliques switch with boob and tits [00:45.28]If you're - truly b**ch then they'll - usually snitch [00:49.28]In a roundabout way I say my toolies spit [00:51.96]But if it come to coppin a plea it includes the fifth [00:55.53]The mood is flipped cause spirits see the diaphragms [00:58.03]Gangsta rappers with murderers for hired hands [01:00.47]Police and riot vans callin us pirate clans [01:02.97]Government guide hands with private plans [01:05.47]To damage the game it's a shame to survive a scam [01:08.59]Cause we high off liquor b**ches and Vicadin [01:10.47]Yell out we gon' strike again so triflin [01:12.97]Got kids idlin the vest to riflin [01:15.77]Why you make a fake life in pens [01:18.40]Glorify the hood but never a Bible hymn [01:20.15]And as the streets keep tyin in [01:22.34]Until the Feds indict the fans just for buyin in where's the violin [01:25.90]All these niggaz talkin 'bout what they gon' kill [01:28.71]Heard you caught a misdemeanor then I heard you squeal [01:31.84]Holdin hands with the D A while you made your deal [01:34.15]Three thousand miles away and I could hear you still [01:36.09]Half these niggaz snitchin yo and that's for real [01:37.90]I know it's hard to swallow that's a big ol' pill [01:40.28]If I catch you motherf**kers you gon' catch some steel [01:42.78]I know it might sound crazy that's the way I feel [01:45.53]Hah are you the guy that told the guy that I'm the guy that gave the guy [01:49.22]A half a P; now the police is after me [01:51.28]Askin me questions tellin me sh*t you only knew [01:53.22]Pulled up on me out the blue all this sh*t because of you [01:55.78]Watch to do somethin cool b**ch snitchin like Samuel Bull [01:58.33]Now yo' life's f**ked up and I'm announcin you responsible [02:00.90]And I'm cut the f**k up and whatchu gonna do but sit yo' a** there [02:05.09]So what Ain't nothin fair [02:06.40]When a ni**a like you get carried away without your lips [02:09.03]And they wonderin why Swifty McVay be killin sh*t AHH [02:12.34]I drop you off and get lost come back the same day [02:15.15]Witcho' tongue cut off ni**a it's cursed anyway [02:17.09]You the one who can't count so give my G's up [02:19.34]And when it comes to shootin you the one who freeze up [02:22.03]That's why yo' broke a** could swallow these nuts [02:23.97]And folks ask tryna follow everything that reads up [02:26.40]On your report you made I will escort you to your grave [02:29.53]Tryna see me behind bars so you can get paid [02:31.71]That's negative you threaten my life I CAN'T let you live [02:34.59]Then you think that it'll catch up to your momma and your kids snitch AHH [02:39.28]All these niggaz talkin 'bout what they gon' kill [02:42.15]Heard you caught a misdemeanor then I heard you squeal [02:44.46]Holdin hands with the D A while you made your deal [02:46.72]Three thousand miles away and I could hear you still [02:48.34]Half these niggaz snitchin yo and that's for real [02:49.84]I know it's hard to swallow that's a big ol' pill [02:51.84]If I catch you motherf**kers you gon' catch some steel [02:54.90]I know it might sound crazy that's the way I feel [02:57.47]If you aim for slugs that's blazed by killers [02:59.71]Now the game done changed these niggaz out here praisin squealers [03:02.78]Go Proof - my behavior's iller when tellin the truth [03:05.09]Expunge my gun ni**a like any paid felon'll do [03:08.22]My spoken is well in the truth you in hell and the Proof [03:11.40]From the block to the jail or the booth [03:13.46]Bod boy image shall illuminate in silence [03:15.60]Gangsta one that communicates through violence [03:20.03]Go Proof - not through yappin or hostile rappin [03:21.59]All on TV vest up and glocks go flashin [03:23.65]It's all actin - y'all just [03:26.03]Don't see the director behind the camera that yells out "Action" [03:28.29]Blowin off the door hinge to a world in orbit [03:32.34]Where the masses have supportive recorded performance [03:33.46]There's enormous shortage of poor kids [03:36.59]With new deals they will become distorted and tortured [03:39.34]And I ain't losin like 'Pac there's rules on my block [03:42.40]Is he still alive [03:43.29]Yeah yeah I think so [03:45.97]Alright great let's sign him [03:49.97]All these niggaz talkin 'bout what they gon' kill [03:52.21]Heard you caught a misdemeanor then I heard you squeal [03:54.22]Holdin hands with the D A while you made your deal [03:56.96]Three thousand miles away and I could hear you still [03:59.46]Half these niggaz snitchin yo and that's for real [04:02.09]I know it's hard to swallow that's a big ol' pill [04:04.78]If I catch you motherf**kers you gon' catch some steel [04:07.22]I know it might sound crazy that's the way I feel [04:10.78]Heh aiyyo dig this [04:12.65]If you tell the masses you tell the cops [04:15.28]But if that street yappin made you famous then you a star [04:21.97]Star; hey write down "star" [04:23.34]Write down "star" on a piece of paper [04:24.96]Hold it up in front of you right in the mirror [04:27.97]Put it in the mirror [04:28.90]Hold it up in front of you and that's YOU [04:31.10]We don't like you [04:32.84]Holla at me fix it faggots