Kill Every Snitch lyrics

[Intro]

[Hook]
M-m-m-murder all snitches, b*tch that's for real
Telling my secrets gon' get you killed
M-murder every snitch b*tch I'm for real
Kill every snitch n*gga on the real
M-m-m-murder all snitches, b*tch that's for real
Telling my secrets gon' get you killed
Murder every snitch b*tch I'm for real
Kill every snitch n*gga on the real

[Verse 1]
Now I ain't a street n*gga but I kill snitches (Bang bang)
I handle my business, that's my business (BasedGod)
I got goons that love me that be in their feelings (Feelings)
One foot outside, one on the mission (Mission)
I smack young n*ggas and old people (Damn)
Mini Africa, .45s and long needles (What up Africa)
We kill white people, not just black
You Asians get tacks and you wetbacks (We all equal)
n*ggas get touch but I'm over that (Over that)
b*tch Mob Task Force, we on the map (On the map)
Need help in the streets, protect Lil B (Lil B)
I don't give a f*ck about you or me (Never)
Innocent people stay out (Stay out the way)
I f*ck them suckers and I kill 'em b*tch (BasedGod)
Ride around with me, I never snitch (BasedGod)
b*tch Mob Task Force, you can f*ck my b*tch
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
My OG uncle hit me from a mile away
My big cus hit you from long range
That's all I need boy in this life of greed
I do double life b*tch for Lil B
f*ck with Lil B, you get that broomstick
5'4" n*gga on that goon sh*t
145 with a .45
I make a short n*gga look 6'9"
I'm a short n*gga with big nuts
AK 69 with that flat butt
Guns like b*tches, you gon' get f*cked
Death to all snitches, you gon' get touched
In Oakland, most dangerous city
West Berkeley, still f*ck with me
South Berkeley, still f*ck with me
Richmond, Vallejo, in the under cities

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Some people get killed before they turn 20
Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
I play sh*t, with them dirty bricks
Your family is a snitch, I could give a sh*t
Don't do the crime you can't do the time
Stay out the game on the sideline
n*ggas start talking when they feel pressured
Tell on your own blood, you gon' draw blood
Still holding macs with them gold fully's
28 b*tch on the Lex Coop
Still holding sticks with them short fuses
Yeah I'm still hyphy, b*tch going stupid
Yeah I'm still mad about that foul play
Try that sh*t again, you gon' die today
Yeah I never snitch, blood on my hands
Lord please forgive me, I just killed a man
[Hook]