stop snitchin’ lyrics – ice cube

[ice cube]
ice cube (yeah!) callin from a california state penitentiary
(let me out this motherf*cker)
we got over two million motherf*ckers locked up
(let me out this motherf*cker) stop snitchin

now how many mc’s must get booed
before somebody say don’t f*ck with cube (you know!)
i’ll strip you nude (b*tt-*ss) in your living room
face down, paralyzed from the waist down
i’m a buckin clown, but don’t f*ck 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 n*gg* and the hare
n*gg* run n*gg* run never get there
i’ma walk, f*ck a b*tch when i get there
n*gg* this a marathon, ask farrakhan
f*ck the cemetery that i’m buried on (f*ck ’em)
the blood of ice cube got to carry on (forever)
forever what the f*ck are they yellin?
“gangsta gangsta,” n*gg* stop tellin – stop snitchin

[chorus]
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, n*gg* stop snitchin

[ice cube]
microphone master, super rhyme maker
gun blaster, who’s the life taker (who?)
who the f*ck is a lifetime laker?
i slap the maybeline off tammy faye baker
who the f*ck got more than an acre?
in los angeles i got to have paper
i’m a n*gg*, don’t talk to my neighbors
straight *sshole, always up in vegas (yay yay)
lay it out for these n*gg*z 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 n*gg* with big bravado
hit the throttle n*gg*z hit the bottle
can give a f*ck if they life is hollow
where the f*ck was you, when i rocked the apollo, b*tch?

ay, who put this thing together? me, that’s who
who i trust? who i trust? me, that’s who!

n*gg* n*gg* n*gg*, can’t you see
somehow your words incarcerate me
float like a b*tterfly, sting like a bee
lock me up in my prime, muhammad ali
get out whup yo’ *ss like muhammad ali
rumble in the jungle, n*gg* don’t play dumbo
in the hood n*gg* 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*tch locked up with martha stewart
she say she had the hoe cookin deep dish
she say martha f*ckin cook fish and eat fish
westside y’all n*gg*z 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 n*gg* back to the slave ship
stop snitchin

[chorus]

[new chorus]
you can have whatever you choose
but out here, it’s don’ts and do’s
so after we finish this mission
stop snitchin, n*gg* stop snitchin

[sb] okay, okay

[swizz beatz: repeat 4x]
one two, in the place to be
you rockin with ice cube, and the homey swizz beatz

{keep your f*ckin mouth shut man}

/ ice cube lyrics