Whenever he saw how treacherous The Life was, Crazy Joey Gallo didn't run crying to the feds about how disillusioned he was with mob life like a spineless little weasel, and he nor his crew were rats. Instead, he lived up to the oath he solemnly swore to in his initiation ceremony: live by the gun and the knife, and die by the gun and the knife. Rather than running like a little bitch boy banging on the doors of the FBI, crying about how he was betrayed by his boss and didn't get what was promised to him, he and his crew took it to the mattresses. Now that's the stuff real gangsters are made of, not these fucking jokes we see today with their whiny podcasts.