Tony Yayo - Tattle Teller Lyrics

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[Intro/Chorus 2X: Tony Yayo] 
I ain't your friend, you a tattle teller 
You rat, you snitch, you jealous n****
You coward nigga, you teller n****
Tuck your tail, pluck your whiskers you tattle teller 

[Tony Yayo] 
There's rats in the street, and rats in the jail 
In the feds, rats wear wires in they cell 
Shit Steven Seagal, I used to love his karate 
But even he snitched, he told on Peter Gotti 
Pillowtalk wit'cha girl about that German Ruger 
got her in a small room with the prosecutor 
Watch ya shooter, them feds givin years for them guns 
And there's nowhere to hide, when the marshals come 
D.A. don't play, giving life off of hearsay 
And right hand on the stand for conspiracy 
Kingpin charges, and that RICO law 
got agents in your spot for them bricks of raw 
And people tellin on you that you never saw 
Like your next door neighbor that live on your floor 
The game over, man everybody wanna snatch 
Fat Cat and Alpo n**** started this shit 

[Chorus] 

[Tony Yayo] 
Be careful what you ask for, Joe got bagged 
He got knocked by the feds for some things in his past 
Now he rattin on his co-D's, snitchin on his homies 
to government officials, and U.S. attorneys 
He told about his lifestyle and old war stories 
The brawl in B-more in the stall with them shorties 
Out of town trips, cocaine connects 
He told about the ratchets, fo'-fifths and tecs 
He snitched about the diesel, stashed in the ceiling 
He bragged about them kids that caught bodies in his building 
He told on himself and told on his right hand 
He talked about taxes and credit card scams 
Joe took the stand, he sold his soul 
But little did he know he dug a deeper hole 
He lied on his friends and the judge flipped on him 
Now he in Fort Dix with a man's dick on him 

[Chorus] 

[Tony Yayo] 
Death before dishonor, what happened to that? 
Them wolves in lamb's clothing is the ones that's rat 
Nicky Barnes and Alpo, Cat and Freeze 
I heard Ta-Ta tellin just to get that cheese 
Pipe on death row, they told on Pete 
They the reason that pistol ain't on the street 
Chris Portello, yeah he used to fuck with Madonna 
The South Beach King is, federal informer 
Homey watch the corner, slingin that crack 
That kid C.K. told on O.G. Mack 
Sammy the Bull man, he the biggest of them all 
He broke the code, he made the whole mob fall 
Italian Joe Camby, he messed up the game 
He tellin on his people like Saddam Hussein 
So when you standin on that corner, chillin wit'cha fellas 
Kid watch your back for them damn tattle tellers 

[Chorus] 

[Tony Yayo] 
And the Sammy the Bull award goes to, Fat Joe {*applause*}

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lyrics submitted by Tattle Teller on 20-09-2005
lyrics corrected on 20-09-2005