Artist: Plies Album: Da REAList Song: Co-Defendant Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] Bruh, I do NOT.. fuck wit a lot of niggaz bruh They see me they gon' see me solo bruh These pussy-ass niggaz out here too creep for me, bruh These niggaz is not gon' snake me, bruh Ya'll call them niggaz y'all homeboys Crackers call y'all organization [Chorus: repeat 2X] Stay in my own lane, mind my own bidness Hit my own licks, and get my own pennies Keep these niggaz from 'round me cause I ain't friendly You'll never slide up under me and be my co-defendant [Plies] Time to do bidness, drop niggaz off Never run to them crackers on me 'bout what ya saw Never snake me, and get me knocked of Niggaz like hoes, love to run they fuckin' mouth Speak to 'em in the streets, won't bring them to my house I don't trust na'an bitch, north or the south Won't be around me tryin to scope it out That super friendly shit, ain't about I don't know him, keep him from 'round me Tryin to peep somethin? What you tryin to see? Never get that close to find out where I be I don't know that nigga, get him from 'round me [Chorus] [Plies] Niggaz come around, guess what? I stopped talkin Holla at'chu niggaz later, grab my shit and start walkin Fuck that shit, I done seen too much It seem niggaz scope niggaz and gettin niggaz touched Get in friends wit niggaz, turn 'round and set 'em up Even my own dogs talk to 'em bout certain stuff My own friends come around, nigga I hush Outside of courtrooms, nigga I done seen enough Time to get money, I'm so low Fo' deep doin business, that's a no-no Cause what a nigga thinkin, you will never know But do my own time nigga if I have to go [Chorus] [Plies] I don't fuck wit no nigga, who got a lot of friends Cause you never know, who that nigga want to win You vibe wit too many niggaz you spread yourself then And them the type of niggaz, know everybody business then Nigga too friendly, no tellin who he with You niggaz fuck wit any nigga you thank do it big Guaranteed you will never slide up under kid I keep my eyes open, and my fire hid That's how I stay away, from all the fuck shit I gotta couple homeboys but I don't run with clique The least a nigga know, the less he can snitch I run solo, so I don't have to kill a bitch [Chorus]