Stop Snitchin’ (feat. Swizz Beatz) (Album Version) Lyrics - Ice Cube

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[Ice Cube:]
Ice Cube.
Yeah!
Callin’ from a California state penitentiary.
Let me out this muthafucker!
We got over 2 million muthafuckers locked up.
Let me out this muthafucker!
Stop Snitchin’.

Now how many MC’s must get booed
Before somebody say don’t fuck with Cube.
You know!
I’ll strip you nude.
Butt ass.
In your living room.
Face down, paralyzed from the waist down
I’m a buckin’ clown, but don’t fuck around
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Doin’ movies now, but I’ll lay you down
South Central style, pull them things out
Don’t make a millionaire have to send you there
You know the story of the tortoise nigga & the hare
Nigga run nigga run never get there
I’m a walk, fuck a bitch when I get there
Nigga this a marathon, ask Farrakhan
Fuck the cemetery that I’m buried on.
Fuck ’em.
The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on.
Forever.
Forever what the fuck are they yellin’?
"Gangsta Gangsta" nigga stop tellin’ Stop Snitchin’.

[Ice Cube:]
You can have whatever you want
In the hood, it’s do’s & don’t’s
So when it get hot in this kitchen
Stop Snitchin’ nigga Stop Snitchin’.

[Ice Cube:]
Microphone master, super rhyme maker
Gun blaster. Who’s the life taker?
Who?
Who the fuck is a lifetime Laker?
I slap the Maybeline off Tammy Faye Baker.
Who the fuck got more than an acre?
In Los Angeles I got to have paper
I’m a nigga, don’t talk to my neighbors
Straight asshole, always up in Vegas.
Yay yay!
Lay it out for these niggas to follow
Get the point, but these points is hollow
Now this here is hard to swallow
But if you do it’s like hittin’ the lotto
Little nigga with big bravado
Hit the throttle niggas hit the bottle
Can give a fuck if they life is hollow.
Where the fuck was you when I rocked the Apollo, bitch?

Hey, who put this thing together?
Me, that’s who.
Who I trust? Who I trust?
Me, that’s who!

[Ice Cube:]
Nigga nigga nigga. Can’t you see?
Somehow your words incarcerate me
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Lock me up in my prime, Mohammad Ali
Get out whip yo’ ass like Mohammad Ali
Rumble in the Jungle, nigga don’t play Dumbo
In the hood nigga known as Columbo
Get the people on the phone, tell the jumble
Spit fluid & swear he didn’t do it
Got my bottom bitch locked up with Martha Stuart
She say she had the hoe cookin’ deep Dish
She say Martha can cook fish & eat fish
Westside y’all niggas got to peep this
That’s your weakness, can’t keep a secret
Don’t say shit, boy that’s basic
They want to send a nigga back to the slave ship
Stop Snitchin’.

[Ice Cube:]
You can have whatever you want
In the hood, it’s do’s & don’t’s
So when it get hot in this kitchen
Stop Snitchin’ nigga Stop Snitchin’.

[Ice Cube:]
You can have whatever you choose
But out here, it’s don’ts & do’s
So after we finish this mission
Stop Snitchin’ nigga Stop Snitchin’.

[SB:] Okay, okay.

[Swizz Beatz:]
1 2, in the place to be
You rockin’ with Ice Cube & the homey Swizz Beatz.

[Swizz Beatz:]
1 2, in the place to be
You rockin’ with Ice Cube & the homey Swizz Beatz.

[Swizz Beatz:]
1 2, in the place to be
You rockin’ with Ice Cube & the homey Swizz Beatz.

[Swizz Beatz:]
1 2, in the place to be
You rockin’ with Ice Cube & the nigga Swizz Beatz.

Keep your fuckin’ mouth shut man.



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