Ice Cube - Stop Snitchin’ (feat. Swizz Beatz) (Album Version) Lyrics
[Ice Cube:]Ice Cube.Yeah!Callin’ from a California state penitentiary.Let me out this mutha*****er!We got over 2 million mutha*****ers locked up.Let me out this mutha*****er!Stop Snitchin’.Now how many MC’s must get booedBefore somebody say don’t ***** with Cube.You know!I’ll strip you *****.Butt ass.In your living room.Face down, paralyzed from the waist downI’m a buckin’ clown, but don’t ***** aroundDoin’ movies now, but I’ll lay you downSouth Central style, pull them things outDon’t make a millionaire have to send you thereYou know the story of the tortoise nigga & the hareNigga run nigga run never get thereI’m a walk, ***** a ***** when I get thereNigga this a marathon, ask Farrakhan***** the cemetery that I’m buried on.***** ’em.The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on.Forever.Forever what the ***** are they yellin’?"Gangsta Gangsta" nigga stop tellin’ Stop Snitchin’.[Ice Cube:]You can have whatever you wantIn the hood, it’s do’s & don’t’sSo when it get hot in this kitchenStop Snitchin’ nigga Stop Snitchin’.[Ice Cube:]Microphone master, super rhyme makerGun blaster. Who’s the life taker?Who?Who the ***** is a lifetime Laker?I slap the Maybeline off Tammy Faye Baker.Who the ***** got more than an acre?In Los Angeles I got to have paperI’m a nigga, don’t talk to my neighborsStraight *****, always up in Vegas.Yay yay!Lay it out for these niggas to followGet the point, but these points is hollowNow this here is hard to swallowBut if you do it’s like hittin’ the lottoLittle nigga with big bravadoHit the throttle niggas hit the bottleCan give a ***** if they life is hollow.Where the ***** was you when I rocked the Apollo, *****?Hey, who put this thing together?Me, that’s who.Who I trust? Who I trust?Me, that’s who![Ice Cube:]Nigga nigga nigga. Can’t you see?Somehow your words incarcerate meFloat like a butterfly, sting like a beeLock me up in my prime, Mohammad AliGet out whip yo’ ass like Mohammad AliRumble in the Jungle, nigga don’t play DumboIn the hood nigga known as ColumboGet the people on the phone, tell the jumbleSpit fluid & swear he didn’t do itGot my bottom ***** locked up with Martha StuartShe say she had the hoe cookin’ deep DishShe say Martha can cook fish & eat fishWestside y’all niggas got to peep thisThat’s your weakness, can’t keep a secretDon’t say shit, boy that’s basicThey want to send a nigga back to the slave shipStop Snitchin’.[Ice Cube:]You can have whatever you wantIn the hood, it’s do’s & don’t’sSo when it get hot in this kitchenStop Snitchin’ nigga Stop Snitchin’.[Ice Cube:]You can have whatever you chooseBut out here, it’s don’ts & do’sSo after we finish this missionStop Snitchin’ nigga Stop Snitchin’.[SB:] Okay, okay.[Swizz Beatz:]1 2, in the place to beYou rockin’ with Ice Cube & the homey Swizz Beatz.[Swizz Beatz:]1 2, in the place to beYou rockin’ with Ice Cube & the homey Swizz Beatz.[Swizz Beatz:]1 2, in the place to beYou rockin’ with Ice Cube & the homey Swizz Beatz.[Swizz Beatz:]1 2, in the place to beYou rockin’ with Ice Cube & the nigga Swizz Beatz.Keep your *****in’ mouth shut man.
