Snitch Nigga

[J Prince talking]
Nigga don't act like you don't know who I'm talkin' 'bout

**Coin dropping on a table**

[Intro: Z-Ro]
It's your worst day
Run and tell somebody it's your worst day
Uh
It's the worst day
Run and tell somebody it's your worst day

[Verse 1: Scarface],
What it is? (nigga!)
You don't wanna get involved with this here (nigga!)
Is you a bitch nigga?, you a (bitch nigga)
Look at yourself and then analyze me
This motherfucking G, I can see the flaws in you
You got girl draws in you
Girl flaws in you, a broad nigga! (hm)
I peeped your whole hand when you came in
I'm a man and I hang men
Play the game to win
All mission play on ten
Scarface 'finna do it again
Mash you niggas, stash them niggas
Don't make me upstrap and blast you nigga
Once again it's, on, it's a must that I do it
Lock you in my scope and blast yo ass through it, I'mma poet
The image and the style that you used to
Cause you don't keep it real like you used to, a O.G
S.A., food to the ho fa'sho
So nigga slow your motherfuckin' roll
'Fore I come through with the same M-11 the Feds took from me
And shoot you in yo motherfuckin' stomach

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
You's a snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
When you rat on yo friends
Bitch nigga (bitch nigga)
When you steal pads from yo kin
You's a snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Runnin' when the drama go down, you was bumpin' at first what happened to the man in the south
You's a snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Specializing at bumpin' ya gums
Bitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Cappin' on ya bricks but all I see is crumbs
Snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Ain't you tired of runnin' your mouth, can't even go home 'cause the devil might run in yo house

[Verse 2: Z-Ro]
Now snitch fellas get up under my skin, that's why I don't mess with friends unless it's my Mac-10
I'm the king of the ghetto, Z-Ro the crooked in the flesh
Lookin' for head shots, cause snitch fellas live in bulletproof vests
What you scared for?
What happened to all the tough ass talk?
The way you was bumpin', I thought you had a taste for asphalt
Look at momma's baby out here starvin' for an ass-whippin' [?] with a magician then drippin' out his ass, listen
I'll be damned if I pull a rabbit out a hat
Well pull my 40 out a holster and do the snitch fella on his back
WHOA!, look how I handle this fofo
My conscience be screaming "Z-Ro murder mo, murder mo"
[?] you snitch fellas on how ya living, dry snitchin' on BET
But got a restraining order against Murder I.N.C.,
This how we ride and ain't I never gon' make a switch dude
Z-Ro the crooked, I'll be damned if I be a snitch fool

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
You's a snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
When you rat on yo friends
Bitch nigga (bitch nigga)
When you steal pads from yo kin
You's a snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Runnin' when the drama go down, you was bumpin' at first what happened to the man in the south
You's a snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Specializing at bumpin' ya gums
Bitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Cappin' on ya bricks but all I see is crumbs
Snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Ain't you tired of runnin' your mouth, can't even go home 'cause the devil might run in yo house

[Verse 3: Bun B]
It's Bun B, I go back-a like "Atlanta Black Crackers"
I back-slap a, back-packer, from here to Cakalacka, wack rapper (ayye)
Short stopper or dope beginner
Bitch I ain't ya chicken dinner, bring the heater get you wetter (get you wetter)
With that fifty caliber magnum hanger
Stop a bear off in his tracks, you better hope I don't land one
If I cock that bitch back, better aim it at your chest
It'll be weeks before they even find the pieces to your vest
We relievers of ya stress (of ya stress)
Ease ya fame
Put this pistol in your mouth, you never need to breathe again
The one ya momma warned ya about
Bun and he's insane
Kill a kid over a quarter
Who just keeps playin'
Now this kid's payin', 'fore he fuckin' with the trillers
Z-Ro the young guerilla
And Face the born killa
(Bitch nigga)
Feel around in the dark for the dough
(Bitch nigga)
You here the sounds of the spark 'fore you go

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
You's a snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
When you rat on yo friends
Bitch nigga (bitch nigga)
When you steal pads from yo kin
You's a snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Runnin' when the drama go down, you was bumpin' (bitch) at first what happened to the man in the south
You's a snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Specializing at bumpin' ya gums
Bitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Cappin' on ya bricks but all I see is crumbs
Snitch nigga (bitch nigga)
Ain't you tired of runnin' your mouth, can't even go home 'cause the devil might run in yo house