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grave plott - stop snitchin' lyrics

[k!lla c]
i can creep up on your -ss and dump off in your dome
move you out your house when you ain’t even home
f-ck you its on gave you every chance you needed
it was heated, you bleeded now you defeated
i showed you respect and you turned your back
that’s why your door got kicked
and your safe got jacked
back up in this b-tch
like a motherf-cking shoulder blade
took all your sh-t check the progress that we made
you started this beef after 1997
but i never knew the truth ’til my brother went to heaven
a real tragedy i call it murder on the streets
you acted like a b-tch now your -ss is full of feet
we coulda rode together, it would’ve been the bomb
‘stead i’m screaming f-ck you ’till my oxygen is gone
you was whack you was fake, a punk and a b-tch
but i never though i’d add a snitch to the list

stop that snitchin’ keep your motherf-cking mouth shut
laid with a toetag zip that -ss up
stop that snitchin’ keep your motherf-cking mouth shut
the coroner examines with a knife in your guts
stop that snitchin’ keep your motherf-cking mouth shut
laid with a toetag zip that -ss up
stop that snitchin’ keep your motherf-cking mouth shut
the coroner examines with a knife in your guts

[liquid -ss-ssin]
snitches they get st-tches with no pity bro
get to diggin they own ditches like torn video
you ain’t slippin got coughed up
then quick to b-mp guns
thinking everythings sweet get out and found in a dump truck
how ’bout keeping your mouth shut and biting the hook
most these n-gg-rs’ authors now cause they writin a book
gettin all shook cause interrogations straight in they face
but i dont sweat it i’m just like “no hablo inglés”
i zip my lip to them people
they ain’t got me on nothing
half you fools talk to the feds cause you cowards and frontin
throw a file in your face you ain’t so real and so tough
you might as well throw up in the womb the way you spillin your guts
n-gg- whats up, f-ck the police, f-ck the government
keep giving me charges and i’ma stay with the gun and a clip
so hang with you boys in blue you never find me
i’d rather die before i speak to the wire like kanye

[k!lla c]
do your own time
and bounce the f-ck back
or your line lays flat
with a bullet in your cardiac
there’s only 1 way off the motherf-cking sh-tlist
exterminate a rat like a motherf-cking witness
don’t be a f-cking b-tch keep it real like a homie
cause the dirt in the earth can swallow a phony
that’s right, leave your wife lonely
you ain’t seeking no….
they can find your dead d-ck cut off in your lips

[liquid -ss-ssin]
counter snitches is something you wanna handle with caution
you don’t wanna catch none from all the blood and vomit
that i’ma leave on the scene if i’m catching you slip
a hater snitch more than a b-tch bleeding when you wanna give her some d-ck
period i’m serious snitches talking too often
sow a snitch by they feet and made for the coffin
so if i get cuffed, locked down, interrogated i’m not trippin
n-gg-s in the pen with time on they hands knew to stop snitchin

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