Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Snitch , by - Joyner Lucas. Release date: 20.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Snitch |
| Hey, let me clarify something for you |
| You’re looking at a lot of fucking time |
| So this is completely up to you |
| We can do this the easy way (Snitch) |
| Or we can do it the hard way (Snitch) |
| I need some fucking informations (Snitch) |
| And I need it, right now (Snitch) |
| This your motherfuckin' conscious, nigga don’t even do it |
| Don’t start actin' like a bitch 'cause you forgot where you goin' |
| You made choices that done put you here and now you just ruined |
| And I don’t care 'bout why you did it or who got you influenced |
| Nah, don’t listen to that nigga, that ain’t good advice |
| If you cooperate then it’s your chance to save your life |
| Just tell 'em what they wanna know, and you won’t pay the price |
| Someone call it snitchin', but for me I call it make it right |
| Man fuck that «make it right shit», you gotta sit, do your bid |
| You should’ve thought about this shit, before you did what you did |
| Give a fuck about your family or your bitch or your kids |
| You either gon' respect the code or your gon' get what you give |
| Who gives a fuck about the codes? |
| No one follow codes |
| We both know that jail ain’t the place you wanna go |
| Somebody fuckin' on your bitch, you tryna call her phone |
| If I was you I’d tell them boys everything they wanna know |
| Psssh, okay, let’s think about this, let’s embrace it |
| Let’s make an illustration |
| Let’s say you switch up with it and bitch up and make a statement |
| Now niggas in jail, that nigga ain’t tellin', had no snitch temptations |
| Now you might be free but you might killed for givin' up information |
| And if you don’t get killed then that’s a wrap |
| Everybody gon' know you as a rat |
| Won’t get no respect for the rest of your life, nobody will know you after that |
| You might just run but you never could hide |
| How long you hopin' that’ll last, 'fore they catch you slippin' and give you |
| somethin' that you know you had to have? |
| Fuck that, let’s say you keep your mouth shut and take the blame for it |
| Now you need money on your books ain’t no one payin' for it |
| No visitations or no letters, you’ve been waitin' for |
| That pussy you’ve been cravin' for, you may not get laid no more |
| And all them niggas that you call your brothers’ll be ghost |
| The only one who got you is your mother if you close |
| A bunch of niggas screamin' free you and makin' post |
| No one show up to your trial, niggas pray that you get smoked |
| Man, please tell me you ain’t 'bout to take this suckas advice? |
| Your kids’ll grow up, knowin' that you just a sucka for life |
| Lackin' morals and integrity, it come with a price |
| And if you fold then you should know, that we ain’t nothin' alike |
| And if you leavin' here tonight, you better cop a burner |
| Don’t fuck around and be somebody ain’t nobody heard of |
| Now here’s your choice be a man or be somebody murdered |
| It’s either you can take the stand or be Bobby Shmurda |
| Free Bobby Shmurda (Shmurda, Shmurda, Shmurda, Shmurda) |
| Alright |
| So it was me, C-Dot, Killa, Rico and Vic |
| Cut the shit (Shit, shit, shit) |
| Who is Rico? |
| Who is Vic? |
| (Snitch) |
| I want their real names (Snitch) |
| Killa’s name is Jonathan Taylor (Snitch) |
| And Rico’s Michael McCormick (Snitch) |
| And Vic (Snitch), he was the person, pretty much |
| He was like the head of the operation |
| (Snitch (Snitch, snitch)) |
| (Snitch (Snitch, snitch)) |
| (Snitch (Snitch, snitch)) |
| (Snitch (Snitch, snitch)) |
| What’s up now, nigga? |