Snitches lyrics
by Master P

((posted by: WesleyJr@aol.com))-What's happening?-What you mean what's up nigga?-What, what's happening man?-I need to holler at you nigga, come here.-For what, what's happening?-Fuck you doing hanging out with the police and shit?-Man I wasn't hanging with the police man.-Oh you didn't think I seen you?-Man you tripping man.-I seen you jump out that car nigga.-Nah man, fuck that dawg.-You snitching now nigga.-Man hell nah I ain't snitching.-What else you doing with the police you must be snitching let me holler atyou nigga. Come here bro.-Awe man.[Snoop Dogg]How many real niggaz is locked awayBehind some bitch ass nigga with a whole lot to sayMan fools is confused ain't no rules to this gameNiggaz be telling the feds where a nigga lay his headGiving them niggaz code namesCold game, but I can't even say shit about itCause if I catch you slipping dipping tripping I'm getting rowdyKiller snitch fuck a bitch I throw 'em both in a ditchCause they can't stand to see a young nigga getting richI'm destined for fameOh bitch ass niggaz putting salt in the gamePut a stain on your brain cause I shall remainAnd I know longer dwells in the cocaine gameIts a shame the way the game has switchedAnd the police man trying to take my shitI caught a nigga one day jumping out of a cop carI ain't saying no names but this nigga's a rap starWalking real fast then he dashed in my backyardBuff ass nigga perpetrating to act hardIn the front seat with no cuffs on?I ask him bout the discussion he say the wrong thing I rush himDust him cause I can't trust himPlus he working with the boys we bring the noise so fuck 'emI tuck him in the trunk, I ain't faking with no punkNigga snitching nigga missing cause we twistingAnd that's for all my real niggaz locked upAnd you bitches that be snitching when a homie sock you upBitch fix your mouth and get your head rightOh get your mothafucking ass out my mothafucking house tonightJust like a bitch quick to call the policeBut ain't no telling on me and then belling on meLook here me and P we getting richesAnd oh yeah don't forget to tell them bitchesMothafuck you snitches[Chorus]Snitches snitches snitchesYa'll be running ya'll mouth just like bitchesSnitches snitches snitchesNiggaz be running they mouth just like bitchesSnitches snitches snitchesThey be running they mouth just like bitchesSnitches snitches snitchesI got a slug for you muthafuckin' snitches[Master P]I heard a nigga snitching from his jail cellAnd when he get out will he live, only time will tellNigga riding with the policeUsed to be my homie now the punk bitch hating on meI guess the nigga mad cause I'm ballingTask kicked the nigga door in now he talkingMy little cousin Jimmy told me in jail he was a drag queenNow he on probation drug dealer with a tape machineWatch the bitch he gotta cameraBut when I catch the nigga I'ma slam him down with a hammerAnd 17 nailsCause bitches talk shit and snitches get killed[Master P]Snitches snitches snitchesNiggaz that run they mothafucking mouth like bitchesThat's snitches snitchesFederal niggaz in the mothafucking ghettoFederal niggaz that's in the mothafucking penatentiaryNiggaz with mothafucking licenses to capture other niggazBut they ain't got no mothafucking badges and they still catching casesSnitches snitches, I know ya'll niggaz trying to catch usSnitches snitches punk bitches bitchesNiggaz was bitches when they was on the streets and they bitches in jailThat's what snitches is, that's niggaz with purses nigga, pocket booksnigga, niggaz with dressesThis for ya'll bitchesTo all ya'll niggaz I feel ya mothafucking pain, watch ya selfThe haters got the high beam on, theyGot lights on top of they mothafucking CutlassesI know who ya'll are niggaz