Snitch

Album cover art for "Snitch" by E.S.G. (TX) & C-Note & H.A.W.K.

E.S.G. (TX) & C-Note & H.A.W.K. - Rap

Snitch

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[Intro: E.S.G.] 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... [Hook] 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 [Verse 1: C-Note] This feelin' makin' me nervous Tap my Lexus car phone 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 [Hook: E.S.G.] 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 [Verse 2: E.S.G.] 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 I'd kill for you, done for you, but a nigga won't take your charge Pray to god 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 Stand clear of me 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! [Hook: E.S.G.] 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 [Verse 3: Big H.A.W.K.] 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 Now it's them against you 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, I done peeped it 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 the H-A-W-K These laws on a mission Offer friendly propositions 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 it to your head Back you in, watch your friends And do them dirt by yourself You fucking snitch! [Hook: E.S.G.] 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

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Credits

Writers
  • C-Note
  • H.A.W.K.
  • E.S.G. (TX)