Snitch (Exclusive) lyrics

by

Styles P


[Intro]
(Dexterity)

What I wanna say is dat:
I really hate you f*ckin' snitches! Huhaha! Boom!
(World premier)

[Hook]
You f*ckin' little fools,
You must be crazy to go up against my tool
I don't give a f*ck my Glock will deal with you so cruel
Students, well I'm da teacher for di school
Follow my f*ckin' rules
Ya f*ckin' little snitch
Should be dead and put in a ditch
Who'd thought you'd rag ah somethin' like dis
Leakin' information to da cops, ah get da bis
Ya f*ckin' little b*tch

[Verse 1]
What's up witcha man?
Why ya bring da f*ckin' cops witcha man?
Even CIA and da SWATs witcha man
Gotta say I'm really not witcha man
Gonna fire gunshots at ya man
There ain't no f*ckin' props witcha man
Ain't no one chillin' on da block witcha man
Prefer to dump ya off in di dark little man
I gotta know my stand
[Verse 2]
We got da product for da money, let's rock
Dat's how it goes, we doin' business non-stop
We baggin' it, we packin' it on da dock
We shippin' it so where da f*ck we want it at?
You got no luck because da gangsta runs da break
Could be abducted even so ah put to waste
We got you wrapped up in some f*ckin' long tape
Bullets to di head, you nah go f*ckin' escape

[Hook]
We ask 'em what we do
No f*ckin' informer in ya crew
Eck aroun' ah say ya gonna get slew
Can't smoke di trees, and ya cyaan sip me brews
f*ckers just move...
Boom, eh

[Verse 3]
Move up di streets, business keep running
We make di chips, money just keep coming
We got dem chicks on my di*k bumming
f*ck dem so hard leave dem girls stunning
We thugging it, she loving it
She's doing overtime, seems she got drug on it
That pus*y, my c*ck it got stuck in it
She doesn't want me stop, I keep f*cking it
All night, I be working it
Walking it, yay, chucking it, chucking it
Ya me c*ck ya put in it, put in it ayy
Ask her what's her goal
She say she want dis ah c*ck it fit she hole
And see no business be ah soul
At me hotta ya know so be no cold
I'm a inna control
[Hook]
We ask 'em what we do
No f*ckin' informer in ya crew
Eck aroun' ah say ya gonna get slew
Can't smoke di trees, and ya cyaan sip me brews
f*ckers just move...
Boom, eh
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