Dry Snitch Lyrics by Cocoa Brovaz

Dry Snitch Lyrics

    [smack man]
    Here's the science, it seem like yesterday to me
    H.n.b. robbery, in manhattan for currency
    Sittin up in the crib, drawin out a map
    On where security was gon leave the door open at
    Park the van around back, the m.p. jet black
    We should be in and out 60 seconds flat
    So son what's the deal? he ain't takin his route
    He rather stay home like a bitch, and have a allaby
    What his cut look like, he think he takin half
    While we do all the dirt, he sit home on his ass
    I got a funny feeling son, somethin just ain't right
    Kinda glad i didn't go wit rum and them that night
    And sure enough nigga, you best to believe
    Duke snitched under the hot light, like steady people
    Wit a vote than a clinton, rum and me
    Him in cell 2, and me in cell 3

    [chorus: steele]
    Now some of these niggas are bitches too
    And some of these niggas look just like you
    So if you ever been bit by a snake
    Take a minute to think if you can truly trust the click you click wit

    [tek]
    Me off the job would of been easy, if son wouldn't have been greedy
    I told him to parle, cuz he one high jet speedin
    Laughin, countin, tryin to play with money he ain't got
    No knowledge of himself, and the trigger gave him heart
    He just finish biddin, some remote federal prison
    D said he was quotin niggas, word to word shittin
    To get a light of sense, evedent as i remember
    When dunn dunn got knocked, i just seen him last summer
    At soul in the hole, it was a king e. king game
    First time out his crib, the kid got body, he got blamed
    For being the last one seen, fleein from the scene
    Walk was with him up there, he said duke was held obscene
    On some in and out a cell, c.o. slayed him on his mail
    His family got banked, he out on 200 foul bail
    Myself i don't trust, and that's ya man, so you bust him
    Cuz every man, know a dead man don't answer questions

    [head arabic]
    It was all love, when push came to shove
    I had back, till one kid got clapped
    They lock g, for conspiracy, he turn around tryin rattle me, arabic
    I know about this type of shit, snitches do exist
    To all my dunns, holdin guns, gettin funds, watch ya self
    Thru most of ya crimes by delf

    [chorus]

    [steele]
    She said she love me, but she took me for granted, when she panic
    Flip the whole street, to some shit i couldn't handle it
    From my man from up the hill, what the deal?
    The block is heatin up, and i need to cop steel
    Come and see me, come bring dough cuz, i can't afford a freebie
    And come alone son, cuz cats know to be snitchin on tv
    Be easy, i'm out but my love wanna tease me
    Shorty want some attention, not to mention wanna please me
    Hold tight, i'll be back in a flash, don't worry
    You got money honey, stop actin funny
    Out the door, to care of my b.i.z.
    And i know this muthafuckas thats eyein me
    Is it a set-up, i peel but i make a detour
    And come back, and see my shorty talkin wit the law
    I witnessed her trappin bout my business
    Where i be goin, who i know in the indus-try
    She sex me good, but i should of known
    Come into this world alone, leave this world alone, word is bond

    [chorus 2x]

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