Rap snitches, tellin' all their business
Sit in the court and be their own star witness
Do you see the perpetrator? Yeah, I'm right here
**** around, get the whole label sent up for years, uh
Rap snitches, tellin' all their business
Sit in the court and be their own star witness
Do you see the perpetrator? Yeah, I'm right here
**** around, get the whole label sent up for years
Type profile low, like A in Paid in Full
Attract heavy cash, 'cause the game's centripetal
Mister Fantastik, long dough like elastic
Guard my life with twin Glocks that's made out of plastic
Can't stand a brown-nosin' **** fake-ass bastard
Admirin' my style, tour bus through Manhattan
Plottin', plan the quickest, my flow's the sickest
My hoes be the thickest, my dro the stickiest
Street ****, stamped and bonafide
When beef jump, **** come get me 'cause they know I ride
True to the ski mask, New York's my origin
Play a fake gangsta like an old accordion
Accordin' to him, when the D's rushed in
Complication from the wire, testimony was thin
Called his man to go up north, the boy hit him again
Lame rap snitch **** even told on the Mexican
Rap snitches, tellin' all their business
Sit in the court and be their own star witness
Do you see the perpetrator? Yeah, I'm right here
**** around, get the whole label sent up for years (Uh)
Rap snitches, tellin' all their business
Sit in the court and be their own star witness
Do you see the perpetrator? Yeah, I'm right here
**** around, get the whole label sent up for years
True, there's rules to this shit, fools dare care
Everybody wanna rule the world with tears for fear
Yeah, yeah, tell 'em tell it on the mountain hill
Runnin' up they mouth bill, everybody doubtin' still
Informer, keep it up and get tested
Pop through the bubble vest or double-breasted
He keep a lab down south in the little beast
So much heat you woulda thought it was the Middle East
A little grease always keeps the wheels a-spinnin'
Like sittin' on twenty-threes to get the squealers grinnin'
Hittin' on many trees, feel real linen
Spittin' on enemies, get the steel for tin men
Where no brains, but gum flap
He said his gun clap, then he fled after one slap
Son, shut your trap, save it for the bitches
Mmm, delicious, rap snitch knishes
You know'm sayin'? (It's terrible)
Crazy man, I'm just analyzin' this whole game
This is bugged out, man, **** is snitchin'
Tellin' on they own self (It's a horror, yo)
**** around, could get everybody bagged, man (Atrocities)
**** around and get yo' mama bagged, ****
You know your grandma used to be bootleggin'
Fake hustlin' ****