Lyrics Snitch - E.S.G.

Snitch

Big mouth, a big mouth
Bitch you got a big mouth, a big mouth!
Fucking snitch
You got a big mouth, a big mouth!
Yeah snitch you got a big mouth, a big mouth!
What’s the matter?
You talk too much and you never sh’eet up
Chop 'em up 'cause you talk too much and you never sh’eet up
Yeah nigga
You’s a…
Sniiiitch
Slit his throat, cut his balls, place them in his jaw
Sniiiitch
Respect the game, keep it real, don’t repeat what you saw
Sniiiitch
And if you on to you
Sniiiitch
A dead moma, bloody children you gon' come home to
You fucking.
Sniiiitch
This feelin' makin' me nervous
Tap my lexus when I went to get it serviced
You lurkers
They swooped up my nigga D-E-Z
Thought he hit a lick on them bitches for a half of key
Follow me, they was watching the whole time
Was steady gettin' mine
Hate to see a nigga shine
Steady on the fucking grind
It’s all time, at least that’s what we thought
As soon as the tape dropped
My nigga got caught up
That was fucked up
All behind a nigga that we trust
Now it’s a must that we bust
You fuck with us
It’s gonna be a lot of graves dug
Bunch of slugs, bunch of slugs
4 shots to a nigga mug
You in the mud, faced down
Nigga, Cloverland set trip on south side of H-Town (South side, nigga)
You fuck nine, send his ass to the PC
Harris County jail, protective custody
You fucking snitch
Sniiiitch
I hate that snitch, I hate that snitch, snitch
Sniiiitch
I hate that snitch, I hate that snitch
Sniiiitch
I hate that snitch, I hate that snitch
Sniiiitch
I hate that snitch, I hate that snitch
Pop, pop with the Glock
20 shots to the top
You snitch to the cops?
Get dropped hoe
Stomp your ass like dirty
Stompin' got your family bleedin'
What you need?
The weed or the keys?
Told the feds about my big head
Try’na catch me and P and Big Dash
Read the statement that you signed
By the nine you scared of time but you say you hard
Them nights alone ya, iced out tone’s, grab your throat
Better hide your kids
No you didn’t
Split your wig with da H.A.W.K.
and Pooh
Snitches drop, get chopped
I know your boys be feelin' me
To the day I die
Dub K
On lock fool
Conspiracy
Keep the steel with me
No fear in me
Are you hearing me?
No tears in me
Signed affidavit
2 years in me
Raise hell with a mini Mac 12
To the streets where you get your cuts on
Get bucked on, nigga get tucked on
Drop my nuts on these rats though
Tapped phones will get your life
hit the church hoe
I killed a snitch twice
Fucking snitch!
Sniiiitch
On my mind
I can’t hold back buckin' with my nine
Sniiiitch
On my mind
I can’t hold back buckin' with that nine
You fucking snitch
Sniiiitch
On my mind
I can’t hold back buckin' with that nine (Brrruappa)
Sniiiitch
On my mind
I can’t hold back buckin' with that nine
Check it out
Who’s there
Confiscating everythang
Remain the same, don’t change
And get out your name
Who’s to blame?
Don’t have clue
It’s the nigga that hang with you
Peepin' everythang you do
Makin' deals with the boys in blue
And they lockin' like keys
But they make sure that you know about your out of town niggs
Crooked snitch is what you are
And I certainly didn’t stutter
Ain’t no secret
You done blown your cover
Been discovered
Uh-oh, now there’s a price you must pay
Throat cut, bitch what?
Don’t fuck with
These laws on a mission
Offer friendly properties
For less time for their crime
In your patnas
You must feel my lingo
Stay out the game if you can’t hang
Cause there’s just too much pimpin'
I sugest you watch these niggas
Cause they have
Back you in, watch your friends
And do them dirt by yourself
You fucking snitch!
Sniiiitch
Slit his throat, cut his balls, stuff them in his jaw
Sniiiitch
Respect the game, keep it real, don’t repeat what you saw
You fucking.
Sniiiitch
And if you on to you
You fucking…
Sniiiitch
A dead moma, bloody children you gon' come home to
You fucking.
Sniiiitch