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Song title: Ice Cube - Stop Snitchinâ€™ (feat. Swizz Beatz) (Album Version)

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[Ice Cube:]
Ice Cube.
Yeah!
Callinâ€™ from a California state penitentiary.
Let me out this muthafucker!
We got over 2 million muthafuckers locked up.
Let me out this muthafucker!
Stop Snitchinâ€™.

Now how many MCâ€™s must get booed
Before somebody say donâ€™t fuck with Cube.
You know!
Iâ€™ll strip you nude.
Butt ass.
In your living room.
Face down, paralyzed from the waist down
Iâ€™m a buckinâ€™ clown, but donâ€™t fuck around
Doinâ€™ movies now, but Iâ€™ll lay you down
South Central style, pull them things out
Donâ€™t make a millionaire have to send you there
You know the story of the tortoise nigga & the hare
Nigga run nigga run never get there
Iâ€™m a walk, fuck a bitch when I get there
Nigga this a marathon, ask Farrakhan
Fuck the cemetery that Iâ€™m buried on.
Fuck â€™em.
The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on.
Forever.
Forever what the fuck are they yellinâ€™?
"Gangsta Gangsta" nigga stop tellinâ€™ Stop Snitchinâ€™.

[Ice Cube:]
You can have whatever you want
In the hood, itâ€™s doâ€™s & donâ€™tâ€™s
So when it get hot in this kitchen
Stop Snitchinâ€™ nigga Stop Snitchinâ€™.

[Ice Cube:]
Microphone master, super rhyme maker
Gun blaster. Whoâ€™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
Iâ€™m a nigga, donâ€™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 itâ€™s like hittinâ€™ 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?

Hey, who put this thing together?
Me, thatâ€™s who.
Who I trust? Who I trust?
Me, thatâ€™s who!

[Ice Cube:]
Nigga nigga nigga. Canâ€™t you see?
Somehow your words incarcerate me
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Lock me up in my prime, Mohammad Ali
Get out whip yoâ€™ ass like Mohammad Ali
Rumble in the Jungle, nigga donâ€™t play Dumbo
In the hood nigga known as Columbo
Get the people on the phone, tell the jumble
Spit fluid & swear he didnâ€™t do it
Got my bottom bitch locked up with Martha Stuart
She say she had the hoe cookinâ€™ deep Dish
She say Martha can cook fish & eat fish
Westside yâ€™all niggas got to peep this
Thatâ€™s your weakness, canâ€™t keep a secret
Donâ€™t say shit, boy thatâ€™s basic
They want to send a nigga back to the slave ship
Stop Snitchinâ€™.

[Ice Cube:]
You can have whatever you want
In the hood, itâ€™s doâ€™s & donâ€™tâ€™s
So when it get hot in this kitchen
Stop Snitchinâ€™ nigga Stop Snitchinâ€™.

[Ice Cube:]
You can have whatever you choose
But out here, itâ€™s donâ€™ts & doâ€™s
So after we finish this mission
Stop Snitchinâ€™ nigga Stop Snitchinâ€™.

[SB:] Okay, okay.

[Swizz Beatz:]
1 2, in the place to be
You rockinâ€™ with Ice Cube & the homey Swizz Beatz.

[Swizz Beatz:]
1 2, in the place to be
You rockinâ€™ with Ice Cube & the nigga Swizz Beatz.

Keep your fuckinâ€™ mouth shut man.