Stop Snitchin＇-Ice Cube

　　　 Artist：ice cube Songs Title：stop snitchin' Ice Cube (yeah!) Callin from a California state penitentiary (Let me out this motherf**ker) We got over two million motherf**kers locked up (Let me out this motherf**ker) Stop snitchin Now how many MC's must get booed Before somebody say don't f**k with Cube (you know!) I'll strip you nude (butt-a**) in your living room Face down, paralyzed from the waist down I'm a buckin clown, but don't f**k around Doin movies now, but I'll lay you down South Central style, pull them thangs out Don't make a millionare have to send you there You know the story of the tortoise ni**a and the hare Ni**a run ni**a run never get there I'ma walk, f**k a b**ch when I get there Ni**a this a marathon, ask Farrakhan F**k the cemetery that I'm buried on (f**k 'em) The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on (forever) Forever what the f**k are they yellin? ＂Gangsta Gangsta,＂ ni**a stop tellin - stop snitchin You can have whatever you want In the hood, it's do's and don'ts So when it get hot in this kitchen Stop snitchin, ni**a stop snitchin Microphone master, super rhyme maker Gun blaster, who's the life taker (who?) Who the f**k is a lifetime Laker? I slap the Maybeline off Tammy Faye Baker Who the f**k got more than an acre? In Los Angeles I got to have paper I'm a ni**a, don't talk to my neighbors Straight asshole, always up in Vegas (yay yay) Lay it out for these niggaz 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 ni**a with big bravado Hit the throttle niggaz hit the bottle Can give a f**k if they life is hollow Where the f**k was you, when I rocked the Apollo, b**ch? Ay, who put this thing together? Me, that's who Who I trust? Who I trust? ME, THAT'S WHO! Ni**a ni**a ni**a, can't you see Somehow your words incarcerate me Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee Lock me up in my prime, Muhammad Ali Get out whup yo' a** like Muhammad Ali Rumble in the Jungle, ni**a don't play Dumbo In the hood ni**a known as Columbo Get the people on the phone, tell the jumble Spit fluid and swear he didn't do it Got my bottom b**ch locked up with Martha Stewart She say she had the hoe cookin deep dish She say Martha f**kin cook fish and eat fish Westside y'all niggaz got to peep this That's your weakness, can't keep a secret Don't say sh*t, boy that's basic They want to send a ni**a back to the slave ship Stop snitchin You can have whatever you choose But out here, it's don'ts and do's So after we finish this mission Stop snitchin, ni**a stop snitchin [SB] Okay, okay One two, in the place to be You rockin with Ice Cube, and the homey Swizz Beatz {Keep your f**kin mouth shut man}