Crooked I - Quit Snitchin' lyrics

[Talking:] Whoo! Y'all know we had to flip this sh** right We to ghetto to let this one sneak past us f** that! Ey Vegas, let's tell 'em what we say Evrytime we see a stool pigeon rat.. [Intro: x2] Don't snitch, don't be a b**h West Coast let's get rich Flood the industry wit' gangsta hits Smack some a** and grab some tits Don't snitch, don't be a b**h East Coast let's get rich Flood the industry wit' gangsta hits Smack some a** and grab some tits... [Verse 1:] What's it all about? You dudes can't come out the house Made to many enemies, you runnin' ya mouth Now you on lock down, sittin' on the couch Talkin' to cops you need really to cut it out man Picture Crooked I lovin' a snake, you get robbed for dough You get shot fo' sho' youknow That ain't gangsta you son of a b**h Givin' cops the info they not suppose to know And they own evry block from coast to coast Tellin' on who ever co*k and grows the most Send a n***a up the river if a snitch is around You better lock and close ya doors See I'ma rep my city for ever, yeah Roll wips on 20's or better Pointin' many machine guns, semi-auto beretta And my enemies sweater like gimme the cheddar, yeah Crooked live illegal as hell Send a couple kites to my people in jail Think about this when you readin' your mail These n***az be eager to tell... [Chorus: x2] See I been hopin' and wishin' All you rappers Quit Snitchin' Always talkin' to the police Tryena send my homeboyz to prison That ain't good where I'm from Whoever hang around you is dumb Cuz they know you work wit' the po-po Crooked I, ain't the one... [Verse 2:] Now I done seen you on the TV-screen Snitchin' to cops, you was on channel 13 Now you try to say that you the west coast king What tha f** does this skinny n***a mean Sold out cheap, you won't play ya own team Shoulda let me out ya whole little sceam Mention my name and when you see me better swing Talkin' 'bout peace in the Source magazine Nope, to late for that, I wanna brake your back I can't wait to swap[?], catch you in the alley Just to snake and rat you better face the fact You ain't gangsta rap, you a federalé Need to live by the code of the street I think about you when I'm loadin' my heat But I'd rather thow blows to ya teeth Cuz I was always talkin', shootin' hoe's is weak I'm still feelin adrenaline with the pistol when I'm peel'em then k**'em like a villian with the penicillin when the bullets... drillin'em spinnin'em a whole round and I'm peelin'em the villain is willin'em to keep beef to a minimum WOO! Crooked I's the one Snitch a** n***az need to hide and run Go to the club and we ride wit' guns But really though we just wanna have fun... [Chorus: x2] See I been hopin' and wishin' All you rappers Quit Snitchin' Always talkin' to the police Tryena send my homeboyz to prison That ain't good where I'm from Whoever hang around you is dumb Cuz they know you work wit' the po-po Crooked I, ain't the one...