Snitch Killas lyrics

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E-40


[Intro]
f*ck these snitches
Yeah, you know, 'cause all I'm here to do
Is watch my ass (f*ck these snitches), you know what I'm sayin'?
It ain't my dope, that's Chico dope, you know what I'm sayin'?
But what type of witness protection program you got for me, ociffer?

[Chorus]
You keep tellin' all these coppers, I'm gon' hurt you 'til you bleed
All these n*ggas in my city, we put snitches six feet deep
Tattle-tellin' in the jail and n*ggas yellin' out your name
Tellin' po-po all your business get you caught up in the game
f*ck these snitches

[Verse 1]
We got your partner in there, said you was at the crime
That's how they get you to squeal, them motherf*ckers lyin'
n*gga, stick with the program and you gonna be all right
But if you tell them I did it, I'm stickin' your ass tonight
They sayin' six people saw ya
But I ain't sayin' sh*t 'til I meet up with my lawyer
Blowin' smoke up my ass, 'cause if I has to blast
I'm mobbin' the f*ck out the murder scene with a hockey mask
Lookin' like Jason while them coppers chasin' me
Behind the wheel of a drive-by bucket, facin' L-I-F-E
Hittin' corners bailin', fishtailin' in a 'Lac
I heard the motherf*ckin' glass shatter out the back
They wanna screw me, do me and have me f*cked up
Put a young G in the system and have me sucked up
In the prison, Black, but I ain't goin' there
So if you tell on me, n*gga, you'll be my ho in there
See, I do dirt all by my lonely 'cause n*ggas phony
Givin' up that info on murders and snitchin' on they homie
Puttin' more lead up in these loudmouth b*tch n*ggas
So say what up to the motherf*ckin' snitch killa
[Chorus]
You keep tellin' all these coppers, I'm gon' hurt you 'til you bleed
All these n*ggas in my city, we put snitches six feet deep
Tattle-tellin' in the jail and n*ggas yellin' out your name
Tellin' po-po all your business get you caught up in the game
f*ck these snitches

[Verse 2]
See, where I'm from motherf*ckers live and let die
Snitch killa on the reala, n*gga S-P-I
I'm droppin' shells on a b*tch
'Cause see, they do a lick with a n*gga and get to tellin' and sh*t
See, I can't stand it when a n*gga think he sick in the game
Tell everybody who we gaffled for some b*tches and fame
I'ma blast in the window, indo jack
Got me puttin' these snitches up on they motherf*ckin' back
Puttin' hollows up in your head, runnin' up in your home
Leavin' these motherf*ckers sleepin' with they house lights on
Finna kill this snitch-ass n*gga before my homie go to court
We tied him to the back of a motherf*ckin' Super Sport
Doin' donuts with his ass tied to the back of the car
Bringin' them terror, the burier, coffin carrier
See n*ggas die when they testify
You better get your punk ass up there and straight lie
They caught your ass up in the hooptie with three ki's
Now you out on bail and all you gave 'em was two Gs
You ain't playin' nobody, go get your vest, n*gga
Be on the lookout for the motherf*ckin' snitch killa
[Chorus]
You keep tellin' all these coppers, I'm gon' hurt you 'til you bleed
All these n*ggas in my city, we put snitches six feet deep
Tattle-tellin' in the jail and n*ggas yellin' out your name
Tellin' po-po all your business get you caught up in the game
f*ck these snitches

[Interlude]
Like I was sayin' mister ociffer
You know what I'm sayin'? I can tell you where he keep his dope
I can tell you where he stay
I can tell you where he get his braids done, but that's gon' cost ya

[Verse 3]
n*ggas be talkin' and swearin' that they're a straight up killa
He ain't in jail 'cause he snitched on that other n*gga
Now his freedom is gone and you can count on it
But if you ever in Quentin, you gonna be tagged snitch
And they gon' have to separate the men from the women
A lot of snitches up in the pen turn straight feminine and get they ass took
See, only real n*ggas slide with us
You gon' be snitchin', motherf*cker, you can't ride with us
Because we sure to do some heavily incriminating sh*t
Like pullin' licks and pushin' chickens for the f*ck of it
And ain't no tellin' in my crew, 'cause everybody guilty of somethin'
That's why when one dump, we all dumpin'
And the n*gga who don't blast, he get socked and swollen
Threw up out the hooptie when it's still rollin'
He ain't dead yet, but if he tattle on a n*gga
He gotta tangle with this motherf*ckin' snitch killa
[Chorus]
You keep tellin' all these coppers, I'm gon' hurt you 'til you bleed
All these n*ggas in my city, we put snitches six feet deep
Tattle-tellin' in the jail and n*ggas yellin' out your name
Tellin' po-po all your business get you caught up in the game
f*ck these snitches

[Outro]
Okay now, mister ociffer
I mean, now what it's gon' be now, you know what I'm sayin'?
I got to get up on outta here, you know what I'm sayin'?
I need a house in the Bahamas, you know what I'm sayin'?
You know I got two kids
You know I just wanna be protected, you know what I'm sayin'?
Can I get this on paper, you know what I'm sayin'? 'Cause
It's like, I was just tryin' to watch my ass, you know what I'm sayin'?
Like I was safe
No?
sh*t, damn
I just wanna be protected in this motherf*cker
sh*t!
I didn't do it, I didn't do sh*t
That n*gga Spice did everything
f*ck him
'Cause I'm just lookin' out for my welfare, you know what I'm sayin'?
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