Snitch Killas

By Spice 1

On 1990-Sick

Released on December 5, 1995

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[Intro]

Fuck these snitches

Yeah, you know, 'cause all I'm here to do

Is watch my ass (Fuck these snitches), you know what I'm sayin'?

It ain't my dope, that's Chico dope, you know what I'm sayin'?

But what type of witness protection program you got for me, ociffer?


[Chorus]

You keep tellin' all these coppers, I'm gon' hurt you 'til 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

Tellin' po-po all your business get you caught up in the game

Fuck these snitches


[Verse 1]

We got your partner in there, said you was at the crime

That's how they get you to squeal, them motherfuckers 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 'til I meet up with my lawyer

Blowin' smoke up my ass, 'cause if I has to blast

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

Lookin' like Jason while them coppers chasin' me

Behind the wheel of a drive-by bucket, facin' L-I-F-E

Hittin' corners bailin', fishtailin' in a 'Lac

I heard the motherfuckin' glass 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, Black, but I ain't goin' there

So if you tell on me, nigga, you'll be my ho in there

See, I do dirt all by my lonely 'cause niggas phony

Givin' up that info on murders and snitchin' on they homie

Puttin' more lead up in these loudmouth bitch niggas

So say what up to the motherfuckin' snitch killa


[Chorus]

You keep tellin' all these coppers, I'm gon' hurt you 'til 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

Tellin' po-po all your business get you caught up in the game

Fuck these snitches


[Verse 2]

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

Snitch killa on the reala, nigga S-P-I

I'm droppin' shells on a bitch

'Cause see, they do a lick with a nigga and get to tellin' and shit

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

Tell everybody who we gaffled for some bitches and fame

I'ma blast in the window, indo jack

Got me puttin' these snitches up on they motherfuckin' back

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

Leavin' these motherfuckers sleepin' with they 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 three ki's

Now you out on bail and all you gave 'em was two Gs

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

Be on the lookout for the motherfuckin' snitch killa


[Chorus]

You keep tellin' all these coppers, I'm gon' hurt you 'til 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

Tellin' po-po all your business get you caught up in the game

Fuck these snitches


[Interlude]

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, but that's gon' cost ya


[Verse 3]

Niggas be talkin' and swearin' that they're a straight up killa

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

Now his freedom is gone and you can count on it

But if you ever in Quentin, you gonna be tagged snitch

And they gon' have to separate the men from the women

A lot of snitches up in the pen turn straight feminine and get they ass took

See, only real niggas slide with us

You gon' 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

And ain't no tellin' in my crew, 'cause everybody guilty of somethin'

That's why when one dump, we all dumpin'

And the nigga who don't blast, he get socked and swollen

Threw up 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]

You keep tellin' all these coppers, I'm gon' hurt you 'til 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

Tellin' po-po all your business get you caught up in the game

Fuck these snitches


[Outro]

Okay now, mister ociffer

I mean, now what it's gon' be now, you know what I'm sayin'?

I got to get up on outta here, you 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, you know what I'm sayin'?

Can I get this on paper, you know what I'm sayin'? 'Cause

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, I didn't do shit

That nigga Spice did everything

Fuck him

'Cause I'm just lookin' out for my welfare, you know what I'm sayin'?