Spice 1

Spice 1 - Snitch Killas lyrics

FUCK THESE SNITCHES!

[Spoken:]

"Yeah, you know. Cause all I'm here to do is watch my ass. Know what

I'm sayin'? That ain't my dope, that's Chico's dope.

You know what I'm sayin'?

So what type of witness protection program you got for me?"

[Chorus:]

You keep tellin' all these coppers

I'm gonna hurt you 'till you bleed

All these niggas in my city, we put snitches six feet deep

Tattle-tellin' in the jail and niggas yellin' out your name

Tell them po-po all your business get you caught up in the game

Fuck these snitches!

[Verse 1:]

We got your partner in there since you was at the crime

That's how they get you to squeal, them motherfucker's lyin'

Nigga, 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'

shit 'till I meet with my lawyer

Blowin' smoke up my ass cause if I have to blast

I'm mobbin' the fuck out tha murder scene with the hockey mask

Lookin' like Jason while them cops is chasin' me

Behind the wheel buckin', facin' L-I-F-E

Hittin' corners bailin', fish tailin' to the left

I heard the motherfuckin' blast shatter out the back

They wanna screw me, do me and have me fucked up

Put a young G in the system and have me sucked up

In the prison block but I ain't goin' there

So if you tell on me nigga, you be my hoe in there

See I do dirt all up on my lonely cause niggas phoney

Givin' up the info on murders and snitchin' on they homies

Puttin' lead up in these loud mouth bitch niggas

So say what up to the motherfuckin' snitch killa

[CHORUS]

[Verse 2:]

See, where I'm from motherfuckas live and let die

Snitch killa, the real nigga S-P-I

I'm droppin' shells on a bitch

See they do a lick with a nigga and get him tellin' and shit

I can't stand it when a nigga think he sick in the game

Tell everybody who be gafflin' for some bitches and fame

I'm gonna blast in the window, indo jack

Got me puttin' snitches up on they motherfuckin' back

Puttin' hollow up in your head, runnin' in your home

Leave these motherfuckers sleepin' with their house lights on

Finna kill this snitch ass nigga before my homie go to court

We tied him to the back of a motherfuckin' super sport

Doin' donuts with his ass tied to the back of the car

Bringin' them terror, the burier, coffin carrier

See niggas die when they testify

You better get your punk ass up there and straight lie

They caught your ass up in the hooptie with 3 ki's

Now you out on bail and all you gave 'em was 2 g's

You ain't playin' nobody, go get your vest nigga

Be on the look out for the motherfuckin' snitch killa

[CHORUS]

[Spoken:]

"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."

[Verse 3:]

Niggas be talkin' upon that straight killa

He ain't in jail cause he snitched on that other nigga

Now his freedom is gone and you can count on it

If you ever in Quentin you gonna be tagged snitch

They gonna have to seperate the men from the women

A lot of snitches in the pen turn straight feminine

and get they ass took

See, only real niggas slide with us

You gonna be snitchin' motherfucker you can't ride with us

Because we sure to do some heavily incriminating shit

Like pullin' licks and pushin' chickens for the fuck of it

Ain't no tellin' in my crew cause everybody guilty of somethin'

That's why we wound up, we all dumpin'

And the nigga who don't blast, he get sucked and swallowed

Threw out the hooptie when it's still rollin'

He ain't dead yet but if he tattle on a nigga

He gotta tangle with this motherfuckin' snitch killa

[CHORUS]

[Spoken:]

"Ok now mister ociffer, now what it gonna be? You know

what I'm sayin'?

I gotta get up on outta here, 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 in this motherfucker. You know what I'm

sayin'? Can I get this on

paper? It's like I was just tryin' to watch my ass.

You know what I'm sayin',

like I was safe."

"NO!"

"Shit! Damn! I just wanna be protected in this

motherfucker. Shit! I didn't

do it, Spice did everything."

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