YG - Stop Snitchin' lyrics

[Intro] b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a [Chorus] b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a (Uh-oh!) [Verse] I can smell a b**h n***a a mile away Type of n***a so b**h, he should put "b**h-made" on his license plate (b**h!) From that real sh**, you b**h n***as play hide and seek (b**h-a** n***as) Me and b**h n***as, we don't conversate b**h n***as love saying real n***as tryna hate (b**h-a** n***a) But nah, n***a, I'm a real n***a, I had a bag of weight You got fear in your heart so you cooperate (b**h) I can't stand how b**h n***as operate You's a b**h (b**h), your mama know you a b**h (b**h) Your girl even know you a b**h (b**h) I don't know how she s** your dick, pause You got caught with some sh** (sh**) With your best friend and your clique (Clique) Y'all got caught hittin' a lick (Hit) Everybody went down 'cause you snitched (Aw) Whoever raised you ain't do a good job at that (That) Ayy, whoever raised you need to get slapped Karma is a b**h and she gon' get you, n***a, just like that 'Cause once a b**h n***a, always a b**h, facts [Chorus] b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a (Uh-oh!) b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a [Verse 2] b**h n***as always contemplate Always contemplate what on they're tryna say b**h n***a leave the house, think he fly today b**h n***a don't even know what's 'bout to come his way, bop b**h n***a, you should bleed for seven days No test, touch the road, you scared to catch a fade I got in a fight and you ain't fight You ran off, so next time I see you, I'll knock you out on sight (Bing, bing, bing) Ayy, I don't want no rap beef 'Cause I'm really gon' slide, check my wrap sheet (Check it, n***a) Ayy, so think twice before attacking me I'ma pull a gun out, I ain't gon' run, I ain't no athlete (Boom-boom-boom-boom!) You count the next man's pockets You fall, pillow talking to that b**h, she a hoe, you know she our's I hate a b**h n***a, I hate a b**h n***a, I swear to God I don't know what's worse, b**h n***as or alchohol [Chorus] b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a (Uh-oh!) b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a b**h n***a, snitch n***a, ho n***a, b**h n***a