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Vroom vroom\n  Tone tone, bad to the motherfuckin' bone\n  Bitch that sing songs and tote tones\n  Someday, you fucked around and got heated\n  Go and get your family if needed, test a nigga\n\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n\n  This bitch-made nigga was runnin' his mouth\n  What the fuck you wanna do, nigga? 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Vroom vroom\nTone tone, bad to the motherfuckin' bone\nBitch that sing songs and tote tones\nSomeday, you fucked around and got heated\nGo and get your family if needed, test a nigga\n\nYou know the rules, don't testify\nIf you don't, you live, if you do, you die\nYou know the rules, don't testify\nIf you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n\nThis bitch-made nigga was runnin' his mouth\nWhat the fuck you wanna do, nigga? Let's take 'em out\nThe rules ain't changed, it stays the same\nBut when hoes enter, they love to rearrange the scene\nNiggas ain't scared to do the time\nBut they twitch like bitches when it comes to the time\nSticky sticky situation, because you told\nI gots to plot your fuckin' assassin\nWe paper chasin', we feel you might snitch\nTwist, let the printer hit\nWe proceed to the fifth\nYour chances are slim to none, now you on the run\nRule number one, don't testify, you should've hung\nRun, keep your mouth shut\nYou gettin' touched, tryin' to talk shit\nI got the snub, keep playin' the cut\nMy alibi, if you lie\nAnd you ain't ready to die, don't testify\n\nYou know the rules, don't testify\nIf you don't, you live, if you do, you die\nYou know the rules, don't testify\nIf you don't, you live, if you do, you die\nYou know the rules, don't testify\nIf you don't, you live, if you do, you die\nYou know the rules, don't testify\nIf you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n\nYou know the rules, don't testify\nYou know the rules, if you do, you die","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Don't Testify ft. Facemob, Hoodlumz\n  artist: Scarface\n  album: My Homies\n  duration_ms: 232000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  We got some niggas we've been dealin' with, slayin'\n  Caught one of his homies with ki's and he starts sayin'\n  Told him 'bout the interstate traffic and stuff\n  Offered him five for each ki and it's crackin' him up\n  We dilly dilly with this nigga who been talkin'\n  Worst thing is, is here, mayne, we break his face\n  Workers on the block is kinda scared to come work\n  'Cause five been here three times searchin'\n  And all I had to do was take his money\n  But fucked around the whole thing\n  Packed the deal, had to take it back\n  Thirty-three ounces of crack, rock for what?\n  The other three got dropped in the pot\n  I'm shocked, stuck, got these hoes sick\n  Instead of bringin' an eighth of a ki, they chicken\n  These motherfuckers watchin' us\n  We gotta move soft, we gotta do what we gotta\n  We hit his ass off the trigger\n  Work it quicker, swifter\n  Start out where that nigga stay\n  But fuck the rules, never get hung up\n  Don't testify\n\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n\n  We in a Monte Carlo, plain Jane tinted\n  Fifteen passenger van with bang in it\n  And real killers, behind the triggers of assault rifles\n  And dip for all rifles\n  I wore Glock 9's, backin' all shit\n  Big hit, wig split, it's over with\n  And nobody seen shit, don't know nothin'\n  We murk niggas, now which one of you hoes cryin'?\n  Soft, alleviate the pain real soon\n  Kaboom, guess who stepped? Vroom vroom\n  Tone tone, bad to the motherfuckin' bone\n  Bitch that sing songs and tote tones\n  Someday, you fucked around and got heated\n  Go and get your family if needed, test a nigga\n\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n\n  This bitch-made nigga was runnin' his mouth\n  What the fuck you wanna do, nigga? Let's take 'em out\n  The rules ain't changed, it stays the same\n  But when hoes enter, they love to rearrange the scene\n  Niggas ain't scared to do the time\n  But they twitch like bitches when it comes to the time\n  Sticky sticky situation, because you told\n  I gots to plot your fuckin' assassin\n  We paper chasin', we feel you might snitch\n  Twist, let the printer hit\n  We proceed to the fifth\n  Your chances are slim to none, now you on the run\n  Rule number one, don't testify, you should've hung\n  Run, keep your mouth shut\n  You gettin' touched, tryin' to talk shit\n  I got the snub, keep playin' the cut\n  My alibi, if you lie\n  And you ain't ready to die, don't testify\n\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  If you don't, you live, if you do, you die\n\n  You know the rules, don't testify\n  You know the rules, if you do, you die\n"},{"id":19683476,"name":"Don't Testify (feat Facemob and Hoodlumz) (Amended LP Version)","trackName":"Don't Testify (feat Facemob and Hoodlumz) (Amended LP Version)","artistName":"Scarface","albumName":"My Homies","duration":231.993469,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"don't testify, don't testify, don't testify we got some niggas we been fuedin lace.\ncut one of his homies with cheese, he start shakin\nTold him bout the interstate traffic and stuff.\nOffered him buy for each ki and its crackin him up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Don't Testify (feat Facemob and Hoodlumz) (Amended LP Version)\n  artist: Scarface\n  album: My Homies\n  duration_ms: 231993\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  don't testify, don't testify, don't testify we got some niggas we been fuedin lace.\n  cut one of his homies with cheese, he start shakin\n  Told him bout the interstate traffic and stuff.\n  Offered him buy for each ki and its crackin him up\n"}]