Stop Snitchin´ Songtext / Lyric

Ice Cube yeah!

Callin' from a California state penitentiary

Let me out this muthafucker

We got over two million muthafuckers locked up

Let me out this muthafucker

Stop snitchin'






Now how many MC's must get booed

Before somebody say don't fuck with Cube you know!

I'll strip you in your living room

Face down, paralyzed from the waist down

I'm a buckin' clown, but don't fuck 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 nigga and the hare

Nigga run nigga run never get there

I'm a walk, fuck a bitch when I get there

Nigga this a marathon, ask Farrakhan

Fuck the cemetery that I'm buried on fuck 'em

The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on forever

Forever what the fuck are they yellin'?

"Gangsta Gangsta," stop tellin ... stop snitchin'



You can have whatever you want

In the hood, it's do's and don't's

So when it get hot in this kitchen

Stop snitchin, nigga stop snitchin



Microphone master, super rhyme maker

Gun blaster, who's the life taker

who?

Who the fuck is a lifetime Laker?

I slap the Maybeline off Tammy Faye Baker

Who the fuck got more than an acre?

In Los Angeles I got to have paper

I'm a nigga, don't talk to my neighbors

Straight ass----, always up in Vegas

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 nigga with big bravado

Hit the throttle niggas hit the bottle

Can give a fuck if they life is hollow

Where the fuck 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 nigga nigga, can't you see

Somehow your words incarcerate me

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee

Lock me up in my prime, Alex Mohammad

Get out whip your ass like Alex Mohammad

Rumble in the Jungle, nigga don't play Dumbo

In the hood nigga 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 hoe cookin deep dish

She say Martha fuckin' 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 nigga back to the slave ship

Stop snitchin'



You can have whatever you want

In the hood, it's do's and don't's

So when it get hot in this kitchen

Stop snitchin, nigga stop snitchin



You can have whatever you choose

But out here, it's don't's and do's

So after we finish this mission

Stop snitchin, nigga stop snitchin'.



Okay, okay.



One two, in the place to be

You rockin with Ice Cube, and the homies Busta Rhymes and Swizz Beatz.



One two, in the place to be

You rockin with Ice Cube, and the homies Busta Rhymes and Swizz Beatz.



One two, in the place to be

You rockin with Ice Cube, and the homies Busta Rhymes and Swizz Beatz.



One two, in the place to be

You rockin with Ice Cube, and the homies Busta Rhymes and Swizz Beatz.



Keep your fuckin' mouth shut man.