No Mercy - Eightball & MJG

One nigga found dead in the bayou 
That's the beginning of this story that I'm telling you 
I was in the 9 tre smokin' a spliff on the strip 
Seen a little cutie with some bootie..stop to shoot the shit 
She was on my dick cause in the hood  I had a little rank 
She was the kind of ho tryin' to take a nigga for his bank 
But what she did not know  a nigga had a plan for that 
Take her out to dinner then knock that ass up in my cadillac 
All of a sudden, my beeper started buzzin' on the side of me 
The code read 33..I knew it was MJG 
Step to the mobile phone..G was talkin' crazy 
This ho heard some niggas say them laws are out to get me 
That night, I was dumpin that bitch in the ditch 
Did not know that I was doin it in the presence of a snitch 
Got dope from the scenery..thinkin I was scot-free 
And now, I'm duckin and dodgin tryin to keep it low-key 
Spliffed-out, ridin in my hooptie on cloud 9 
Doin about 50 when a nigga pass 1-Time 
Now they got a nigga faced-down on the sidewalk 
Talkin all that punk ass rookie pig cop talk 
What was in my pocket..Grabbin all my money and my beeper 
Ramblin through my car, the pigs found my 9mm 
Now, I'm in the county callin G to come and get me 
Wandering who is the snitch callin these laws tryin to sell me out 
Oh no! My mind is getting paranoid 
A nigga can't even trust his own homeboys 
As a result, I'm always alone 
except for some of the hoes I bone 
Most of the time, I watch the news while I get my smoke on 
Thousands after thousands on a lawyer who ain't doin shit 
Locked up in this house a nigga 'bout to have a fuckin fit 
Last night, I seen my face on the news..G 
Some nigga who worked for me..slipped and lost an uzi 
Now, I'm on the run..livin like a fugitive