[Intro: Plies]
Okay, then
This Plies, the new n***a over here at Slip-n-Slide Records
I don't even make that kind of music, homeboy
I’ve got something I want to share with you old police ass n***as
Go ahead and run it, dog

[Chorus: Plies & Usher (Sampled)]
You police ass n***as know you full of (confessions)
And just when I thought loyalty meant something to you n***as
That's when I found out it don't mean shit to you n***as (confessions)
’Cause I done seen the realest n***as under pressure fold
And run and tell them crackers everything they know (confessions)
And when you pussy n***as tell it, y'all (tell it all)
And how can y'all n***as live with snitching on your dog?
That's why I don't fuck with y'all pussy ass n***as at all
I've be done whacked one of you fuck n***as since you full of (confessions)

[Verse 1: Plies]
It ain't no secret, n***a, my freedom mean the world to me
But dying a real n***a mean a little more to me
That’s why I don’t fuck with y'all n***as ’cause we ain't built the same
'Cause the fear of going to prison'll make you n***as sing
If I ever tell on one of my dogs, I want a bitch to kill me
’Cause if I ever turn that flaw, a bitch need to kill me
When them crackers sentence you, n***a, they gave you 35
And you told on your dogs, they knock off five
Now you got 30 left, pussy n***a, that's still alive
After you n***as tell on your dog, how you n***as sleep
When you done violated the main code of the street?
[Chorus: Plies & Usher (Sampled)]
(Confessions)
And just when I thought loyalty meant something to you n***as
That's when I found out it don't mean shit to you n***as (confessions)
'Cause I done seen the realest n***as under pressure fold
And run and tell them crackers everything they know (confessions)
And when you pussy n***as tell it, y'all (tell it all)
And how can y'all n***as live with snitching on your dog?
That's why I don't fuck with y'all pussy ass n***as at all
I've be done whacked one of you fuck n***as since you full of (confessions)

[Verse 2: Plies]
And I don't believe in that bullshit 'bout pressure bust a pipe
It ain't pressure, it's fuck n***as would bust a pipe
When God made n***as, he forgot to give them loyalty
'Cause a n***a ain't loyal to himself and these crackers know it
That's why these crackers went and put conspiracy in the game
They know if they get two of you fuck n***as, one of y'all all gon' sing
How the last five indictments, ain't none of 'em went to trial?
'Cause these pussy n***as telling 'fore they even get downtown
These crackers send you n***as to prison without even spending money
I'm going to trial, cracker, you at least gon' spend your money on me
A n***a told me he snitched so he can get home to his kids
But when you was out, n***a, you ain't do shit for your kids
'Cause you on 24's? N***a, that don't impress me
I know some n***as on 24's, that's the police
The n***a that took his bid, they didn't tell on his dog, that's what impressed me
So the next time he call you from prison, tell him Plies said
[Chorus: Plies & Usher (Sampled)]
You police ass n***as know you full of (confessions)
And just when I thought loyalty meant something to you n***as
That's when I found out it don't mean shit to you n***as (confessions)
'Cause I done seen the realest n***as under pressure fold
And run and tell them crackers everything they know (confessions)
And when you pussy n***as tell it, y'all (tell it all)
And how can y'all n***as live with snitching on your dog?
That's why I don't fuck with y'all pussy ass n***as at all
I've be done whacked one of you fuck n***as since you full of (confessions)

[Interlude: Plies]
And there ain't no need for you looking out the window, homeboy
Or looking off like I ain't talking to you
If you done snitched on a n***a, boy, I hope it hit you right in your heart, my n***a
How these crackers got y'all n***as telling on n***as that y'all done grew up with from the dirt?
N***as y'all done shot and mobbing with?
N***a, you knew you couldn't do no motherfucking time
What the fuck you got in the game for?
I don't understand you n***as out here
And for the n***as out here in the streets that call yourselves thugging:
How y'all ain't murking none of these fuck n***as that done did your homeboys and then told on your people?
What's up, man, the streets done got soft?
Man, this Plies, my n***a
The new n***a over here at Slip-N-Slide Records
And I'm dropping classics on other n***as' shit
Y'all better fuck with a n***a, boy
[Chorus: Plies & Usher (Sampled)]
(Confessions)
And just when I thought loyalty meant something to you n***as
That's when I found out it don't mean shit to you n***as (confessions)
'Cause I done seen the realest n***as under pressure fold
And run and tell them crackers everything they know (confessions)
And when you pussy n***as tell it, y'all (tell it all)
And how can y'all n***as live with snitching on your dog?
That's why I don't fuck with y'all pussy ass n***as at all
I've be done whacked one of you fuck n***as since you full of (confessions, confessions, confessions, confessions)