Testify Lyrics - Charli Baltimore

3rd verse 

hold up 

now niggaz tellin in the movies? 

what's the name of part two? 

get rich or die snitchin? 

stay away 

order in the... 

what's ya name? 

stop bitchin! 

call the reporter 

she got tape recorder 

got chea 

"he laced some thing" 

in the booth 

tellin truth 

with ya right hand high 

left shakin 

dawg stop fakin 

you'z a window shopper 

one sign to that one way glass to cops 

how many leg pops did it take to break you? 

i know a wild nigga in jail who'd love to break you 

said he liked u all greased up, muscles ripped 

'cause the bigga u iz, the smaller ya dick 

and the smaller the dick 

it remind him of the pussy 

u got the right nigga when u go thru g.p. 

c.p. hood rat 

born & bread 

so i ain't mine man enough for anything i said 

m.i. let it slide 

i tried to ryde it 

but i got shut down 

bitch whaddup now? 

i don't run with beef u can bring it 

i know ya snitch ass song u can sing it 

he did it she did it they did it 

and what? 

sign ya statement 

ya 15 minutes is up 

u fucked u fucked u fucked