From the recording HU$H (You Ain't Gotta Tell Nuttin')
Lyrics
HU$H (You Ain't Gotta Tell Nuttin') ©7-26-05 (Rev. 6-5-2020)
Husssh... You ain’t gotta Tell Nuttin... Homey don’t Tell Nuttin... Zip your mouth Shut... Keep it Hymned Up... Husssh... (Three can Keep a Secret if it’s Two of’em Dead... I live By Ben Franklin... that’s what Big Ben said)...
V.1
If you down then you Bound by the same Creed... take Heed... wanna go the Furthest... then you gotta Keep It Realer than Curtis...
When them Jakes ask you Twenty One Questions... just remember the Lesson...
you don’t get Paid for Confessin...
So tell’em You from Tim-Buck-Tu... every Buck you ever made Never came from the Cops... So it’s always Fucc Twelve before they Fucc You...
Don’t indict your Potnas... and Don’t be Bein Loose at the Lips... Homeys Thug your Baby Mama then it’s Time to get Cash from them Hips...
Be a Man about it... you don’t wanna meet the Beretta... Don’t make me Put your Fangas in a Paper Shredder...
Or end up all Aquatic with the Fishes... for actin all Suspicious... Gas on your Testicles... that’s what’s gonna Happen if you Snitch on the Professionals...
Husssh... You ain’t gotta Tell Nuttin... Homey don’t Tell Nuttin... Zip your mouth Shut... Keep it Hymned Up... Husssh... (Three can Keep a Secret if it’s Two of’em Dead... I live By Ben Franklin... that’s what Big Ben said)...
V.2
Ain’t no Hand Written Statement... if we ever get Investigated... Keep it out the News cuz the Radius is Huge... from the Bronx to Baton Rouge...
If they Ever find your Corpse all Battered and Bruised... we don’t Never play to Lose... this ain’t Hop Scotch or Bach...
This ain’t Neighbor Hood Watch... Whatever’s goin on... We don’t tell to the Cops... They the Ops... we don’t Tell it to the Feds... We the Block...
If you With Us... we don’t Witness on our Enemies either... Run your Mouth and you Die... ask Jesus or Peter...
Every Judas get a Grave... or get Dumped in the Water... and that Could even Happen to your Mother and Daughter...
So don’t ever be a Fink... Gangsters Never put on any Draws that’s Pink... Code of Silence get Enforced with Violence... you Know the Rules... give or take these the Pluses and Minus...
Husssh... You ain’t gotta Tell Nuttin... Homey don’t Tell Nuttin... Zip your mouth Shut... Keep it Hymned Up... Husssh... (Three can Keep a Secret if it’s Two of’em Dead... I live By Ben Franklin... that’s what Big Ben said)...