Quiet (feat. The Game)

When the sun goes down and them guns come out

Them **** that was talkin' they won't rung they mouth

When them shells start popping, bodies start dropping

It's so quiet you can hear a rat pissing on cotton

When the sun goes down and them guns come out

Them **** that was talkin' they won't rung they mouth

When them shells start poppin', bodies start dropping

It's so quiet you can hear a rat pissing on cotton

Do you see what I see, can you hear what I hear?

All these studio gangsters, year after year

With these gimmicks, I can't take it, they ain't real so they fakin' it

How did they make it in this game for so long?

I know what's right from what's wrong, I know what's soft from what's hard

I know a federal case, from a publicity charge

Man, I fought tooth and nail to keep them punks out of jail

But hoes wanna go to court till I pay them for they nails

Who you trying to be? Man, it could't be me

My man spent guap and bought me my continental T

You spent your advance on your continental T

I know you sick when you clean your rims you still see a bee

And we see you a liar, trying to deny her

Jackie O, proved you far from a fighter

Comin' at me, bitch, you're playin' with fire

I ain't gon' come back at you, I'm coming at your ghostwriters

When the sun goes down and them guns come out

Them **** that was talkin' they won't rung they mouth

When them shells start popping bodies start dropping

It's so quiet you can hear a rat pissing on cotton

When the sun goes down and them guns come out

Them **** that was talkin' they won't rung they mouth

When them shells start popping, bodies start dropping

It's so quiet you can hear a rat pissing on cotton

I hear 'em talking like they gangster material

But I don't see it, man, their gangster's invisible

The hot iron's what them gangsters put into you

Till you laid up and your gangster's on critical

Shots get into you bleeding like my menstrual

And if I don't like you then I will pretend to

It's the ones that befriend you that turn up against you

In the court of law and drop a dime like sprint do

Supposed to be tough huh? Till them boys touch ya

Chump motherfuckers start confession like Usher

I cut you off 'cause I knew I couldn't trust ya

Lame ass busters, backwards ass hustlers

You fake phony, you always was lil' homie

Big lil' son babe boy like Jody

I put you under my wing, bought you your fist Roley

****, I helped raised you, why would I play you?

When the sun goes down and them guns come out

Them **** that was talkin' they won't rung they mouth

When them shells start popping, bodies start dropping

It's so quiet you can hear a rat pissing on cotton

When the sun goes down and them guns come out

Them **** that was talkin' they won't rung they mouth

When them shells start popping, bodies start dropping

It's so quiet you can hear a rat pissing on cotton

You see it always be them ones talkin' this and that

How they knife game ill and they gon' go clap

Them **** rats, they run and they trap

Till they run un a trap and there's no comin' back

It be the same ones talkin' 'bout the guns they sparkin'

The dogs never bite but do a whole lotta barkin'

A whole lotta growling till the wolves start howling

They pitbull shit, man them **** straight cowards

Got 'em scared to death, pissin' in they trousers

Always was a bitch that's why I sent his ass flowers

Thanks to the Queen he can share 'em with his team

You can run top speed but you can't dodge the beam

Got a clean sixteen and my spit game mean

Don't be fooled and deceived, everything ain't what it seems

You act like you don't know what side of town is realer

**** softer then chinchillas but on wax they killers

When the sun goes down and them guns come out

Them **** that was talkin' they won't rung they mouth

When them shells start popping, bodies start dropping

It's so quiet you can hear a rat pissing on cotton