Yg Stop Snitchin Lyrics

[Intro]
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga

[Chorus]
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga (Uh-oh!)

[Verse 1]
I can smell a b_tch n_gga a mile away
Type of n_gga so b_tch, he should put "b_tch-made" on his license plate (B_tch!)
From that real sh_t you b_tch n_ggas play hide and seek (B_tch-ass n_ggas)
Me and b_tch n_ggas, we don't conversate
B_tch n_ggas love saying real n_ggas tryna hate (B_tch-ass n_gga)
But nah, n_gga, I'm a real n_gga, I had to bag up weight
You got fear in your heart so you cooperate (B_tch)
I can't stand how b_tch n_ggas operate
You's a b_tch (B_tch), your mama know you a b_tch (B_tch)
Your girl even know you a b_tch (B_tch)
I don't know how she s_ck your d_ck, pause
You got caught with some sh_t (Sh_t)
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)
Whoever raised you need to get slapped
Karma is a b_tch and she gon' get you, n_gga, just like that
'Cause once a b_tch, n_gga, always a b_tch, facts

[Chorus]
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga (Uh-oh!)
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga

[Verse 2]
B_tch n_ggas always contemplate
Always contemplate what on they tryna say
B_tch n_gga leave the house, think he fly today
B_tch n_gga don't even know what's 'bout to come his way, bop
B_tch n_gga, you should bleed for seven days
No testosterone, 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 rap sheet (Check it, n_gga)
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_tch, she a ho, you know she our's
I hate a b_tch n_gga, I hate a b_tch n_gga, I swear to God
I don't know what's worse, b_tch n_ggas or alcohol

[Chorus]
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga (Uh-oh!)
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga
B_tch n_gga, snitch n_gga, ho n_gga, b_tch n_gga