Snitches Lyrics by Master P

Snitches Lyrics

    Snitch: what's happening?
    Snoop: what you mean what's up, nigga
    Snitch: what, what's happening man?
    Snoop: i need to holler at you nigga, come here
    Snitch: for what, what's happening
    Snoop: fuck you doing hanging out with the police and shit, nigga?
    Snitch: man i wasn't hanging with the police man
    Snoop: oh, you didn't think i seen you
    Snitch: man, you trippin' man
    Snoop: i seen you jump out that car, nigga
    Snitch: nah man, fuck that dog
    Snoop: you snitching now, nigga
    Snitch: man, hell nah i ain't snitching
    Snoop: what else you doing with the police, you must be snitching
    Let me holler at you nigga
    Come here bro
    Snitch: oh man

    Snoop doggy dogg:

    How many real niggas is locked away
    Behind some bitch-ass nigga with a whole lot to say
    Man fools is confused ain't no rules to this game
    Niggas be telling the feds where a nigga lay his head
    Giving them niggas code names
    Cold game, but i can't even say shit about it
    'cause if i catch you slipping, dipping tripping i'm getting rowdy
    Killer snitch fuck a bitch i throw 'em both in a ditch
    Cause they can't stand to see a young nigga getting rich
    I'm destined for fame
    Oh bitch-ass niggaz putting salt in the game
    Put a stain on your brain 'cause i shall remain
    And i know longer dwells in the cocaine game
    It's a shame the way the game has switched
    And the police man trying to take my shit
    I caught a nigga one day jumping out of a cop car
    I ain't saying no names but this nigga's a rap star
    Walking real fast then he dashed in my backyard
    Buff ass nigga perpetrating to act hard
    In the front seat with no cuffs on
    I ask him bout the discussion he say the wrong thing i rush him
    Dust him, 'cause i can't trust him
    Plus he working with the boys we bring the noise so fuck 'em
    I tuck him in the trunk, i ain't fuckin' with no punk
    Nigga snitching nigga missing cause we twisting
    And that's for all my real niggaz locked up
    And you bitches that be snitching when a homie sock you up
    Bitch fix your mouth and get your head right
    Oh get your muthafuckin' ass out my muthafuckin' house tonight
    Just like a bitch quick to call the police
    But ain't no telling on me and then belling on me
    Look here, me and p we getting riches
    And oh yeah don't forget to tell them bitches
    Muthafuck you snitches

    Chorus:

    Snitches snitches snitches
    Y'all be running they mouth just like bitches
    Snitches snitches snitches
    Niggaz be running they mouth just like bitches
    Snitches snitches snitches
    They be running they mouth just like bitches
    Snitches snitches snitches
    I got a slug for ya'll muthafuckin' snitches

    Master p:

    I heard a nigga snitching from his jail cell
    And when he get out will he live, only time will tell
    Nigga riding with the police
    Used to be my homie now the punk bitch hating on me
    I guess the nigga mad cause i'm ballin'
    Task kicked the nigga door in now he talking
    My little cousin jimmy told me in jail he was a drag queen
    Now he on probation drug dealer with a tape machine
    Watch the bitch he got a camera
    But when i catch the nigga i'ma slam him down with a hammer
    And 17 nails
    'cause bitches talk shit and snitches get killed

    Master p:

    Snitches, snitches, snitches
    Niggaz that run they muthafuckin' mouth like bitches
    That's snitches, snitches
    Federal niggaz in the muthafuckin' ghetto
    Federal niggaz that's in the muthafuckin' penatentiary
    Niggaz with muthafuckin' license to capture other niggaz
    But they ain't got no muthafuckin' badges but they still catching cases
    Snitches, snitches, i know y'all niggaz trying to get us
    Snitches, snitches punk bitches, bitches
    Niggaz was bitches when they was on the streets, and they bitches in jail
    That's what snitches is
    Tthat's niggaz with purses nigga, pocket books, nigga
    Niggaz with dresses, snitches
    This for y'all bitches
    To all ya'll niggaz i feel ya muthafuckin' pain
    Watch y'all muthafuckin' self
    The haters got the high beam on
    They got lights on top of they muthafuckin' cutlasses
    I know who y'all is niggaz

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