Ice Cube Stop Snitchin` Lyrics

Stop Snitchin` Lyrics

Ice Cube

(Yeah!)

Callin' from a California state penitentiary

(Let me out this motherfucker)

We got over two million motherfuckers locked up

(Let me out this motherfucker)

Stop snitchin'



Now how many MC's must get booed

Before somebody say don't fuck with Cube

(You know!)

I'll strip you nude in your living room

(Butt ass)

Face down, paralyzed from the waist down



I'm a buckin' clown but don't fuck around

Doin' movies now but I'll lay you down

South Central style, pull them thangs out

Don't make a millionaire have to send you there



You know the story of the tortoise nigga and the hare

Nigga run, nigga run never get there

I'ma walk, fuck a bitch when I get there

Nigga this a marathon, ask Farrakhan



Fuck the cemetery that I'm buried on

(Fuck 'em)

The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on

(Forever)

Forever what the fuck are they yellin'?

"Gangsta, gangsta", nigga stop tellin'

Stop snitchin'



You can have whatever you want

In the hood, it's do's and don'ts

So when it get hot in this kitchen

Stop snitchin', nigga stop snitchin'



Microphone master, super rhyme maker

Gun blaster, who'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

I'm a nigga, don't talk to my neighbors

Straight asshole, always up in Vegas

(Yay, yay)



Lay it out for these niggaz to follow

Get the point but these points is hollow

Now this here, is hard to swallow

But if you do it's like hittin' the lotto



Little nigga with big bravado

Hit the throttle niggaz hit the bottle

Can give a fuck if they life is hollow

Where the fuck was you

When I rocked the Apollo, bitch?



Ay, who put this thing together?

Me, that's who

Who I trust? Who I trust?

Me, that's who



Nigga nigga nigga, can't you see

Somehow your words incarcerate me

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee

Lock me up in my prime, Muhammad Ali



Get out whup yo' ass like Muhammad Ali

Rumble in the Jungle, nigga don't play Dumbo

In the hood nigga known as Colombo

Get the people on the phone, tell the jumble



Spit fluid and swear he didn't do it

Got my bottom bitch locked up with Martha Stewart

She say she had the hoe cookin' deep dish

She say Martha fuckin' cook fish and eat fish



West side y'all niggaz got to peep this

That's your weakness, can't keep a secret

Don't say shit, boy that's basic

They want to send a nigga back to the slave ship

Stop snitchin'



You can have whatever you want

In the hood, it's do's and don'ts

So when it get hot in this kitchen

Stop snitchin', nigga stop snitchin'



You can have whatever you choose

But out here, it's don'ts and do's

So after we finish this mission

Stop snitchin', nigga stop snitchin'



Okay, okay



One two, in the place to be

  (Stop snitchin' man)

You rockin' with Ice Cube

And the homey Swizz Beatz

  (Keep your mouth shut man)



One two, in the place to be

  (Stop snitchin' man)

You rockin' with Ice Cube

And the homey Swizz Beatz

  (Keep your mouth shut man)



One two, in the place to be

  (Stop snitchin' man)

You rockin' with Ice Cube

And the homey Swizz Beatz

  (Keep your mouth shut man)



One two, in the place to be

  (Stop snitchin' man)

You rockin' with Ice Cube

And the homey Swizz Beatz

  (Keep your mouth shut man)



Keep your fuckin' mouth shut man