Stop Snitchin

LETRA

Stop Snitchin

Ice Cube (yeah!) Callin from a California state penitentiary
(Let me out this motherfucker)
We got over two million motherfuck*** locked up
(Let me out this motherfucker) Stop snitchin

Now how many MC's must get booed
Before somebody say don't f*** with Cube (you know!)
I'll strip you nude (butt-ass) in your living room
Face down, paralyzed from the waist down
I'm a buckin clown, but don't f*** around
Doin movies now, but I'll lay you down
South Central style, pull them thangs out
Don't make a millionare have to send you there
You know the story of the tortoise ni*** and the hare
Nigga run ni*** run never get there
I'mma walk, f*** a bitch when I get there
Nigga this a marathon, ask Farrakhan
F*** the cemetery that I'm buried on (fuck 'em)
The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on (forever)
Forever what the f*** are they yellin?
"Gangsta Gangsta," ni*** stop tellin - stop snitchin

You can have whatever you want
In the hood, it's do's and don'ts
So when it get hot in this kitchen
Stop snitchin, ni*** stop snitchin

Microphone master, super rhyme maker
Gun blaster, who's the life taker (who?)
Who the f*** is a lifetime Laker?
I slap the Maybeline off Tammy Faye Bakker
Who the f*** got more than an acre?
In Los Angeles I got to have paper
I'm a ni***, don't talk to my neighbors
Straight asshole, always up in Vegas (yay yay)
Lay it out for these niggas to follow
Get the point, but these points is hollow
Now this here, is hard to swallow
But if you do it's like hittin the lotto
Little ni*** with big bravado
Hit the throttle niggas hit the bottle
Can give a f*** if they life is hollow
Where the f*** was you, when I rocked the Apollo, bitch?

Ay, who put this thing together? Me, that's who
Who I trust? Who I trust? ME, THAT'S WHO!

Nigga ni*** ni***, can't you see
Somehow your words incarcerate me
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Lock me up in my prime, Muhammad Ali
Get out whup yo' ass like Muhammad Ali
Rumble in the Jungle, ni*** don't play Dumbo
In the hood ni*** known as Columbo
Get the people on the phone, tell the jumble
Spit fluid and swear he didn't do it
Got my bottom bitch locked up with Martha Stewart
She say she had the ho cookin deep dish
She say Martha fuc*** cook fish and eat fish
Westside y'all niggas got to peep this
That's your weakness, can't keep a secret
Don't say shit, boy that's basic
They want to send a ni*** back to the slave ship
Stop snitchin

You can have whatever you choose
But out here, it's don'ts and do's
So after we finish this mission
Stop snitchin, ni*** stop snitchin

[SB] Okay, okay

One two, in the place to be
You rockin with Ice Cube, and the homey Swizz Beatz

{Keep your fuc*** mouth shut man}