((posted by: WesleyJr@aol.com))
-What's happening?
-What you mean what's up nigga?
-What, what's happening man?
-I need to holler at you nigga, come here.

-For what, what's happening?
-Fuck you doing hanging out with the police and shit?
-Man I wasn't hanging with the police man.
-Oh you didn't think I seen you?
-Man you tripping man.
-I seen you jump out that car nigga.
-Nah man, fuck that dawg.
-You snitching now nigga.
-Man hell nah I ain't snitching.
-What else you doing with the police you must be snitching let me holler at
you nigga. Come here bro.
-Awe man.
[Snoop Dogg]
How many real niggaz is locked away
Behind some bitch ass nigga with a whole lot to say
Man fools is confused ain't no rules to this game
Niggaz be telling the feds where a nigga lay his head
Giving them niggaz code names
Cold game, but I can't even say shit about it
Cause if I catch you slipping dipping tripping I'm getting rowdy
Killer snitch fuck a bitch I throw 'em both in a ditch
Cause they can't stand to see a young nigga getting rich
I'm destined for fame
Oh bitch ass niggaz putting salt in the game
Put a stain on your brain cause I shall remain
And I know longer dwells in the cocaine game
Its a shame the way the game has switched
And the police man trying to take my shit
I caught a nigga one day jumping out of a cop car
I ain't saying no names but this nigga's a rap star
Walking real fast then he dashed in my backyard
Buff ass nigga perpetrating to act hard
In the front seat with no cuffs on?
I ask him bout the discussion he say the wrong thing I rush him
Dust him cause I can't trust him
Plus he working with the boys we bring the noise so fuck 'em
I tuck him in the trunk, I ain't faking with no punk
Nigga snitching nigga missing cause we twisting
And that's for all my real niggaz locked up
And you bitches that be snitching when a homie sock you up
Bitch fix your mouth and get your head right
Oh get your mothafucking ass out my mothafucking house tonight
Just like a bitch quick to call the police
But ain't no telling on me and then belling on me
Look here me and P we getting riches
And oh yeah don't forget to tell them bitches
Mothafuck you snitches
[Chorus]
Snitches snitches snitches
Ya'll be running ya'll mouth just like bitches
Snitches snitches snitches
Niggaz be running they mouth just like bitches
Snitches snitches snitches
They be running they mouth just like bitches
Snitches snitches snitches
I got a slug for you muthafuckin' snitches
[Master P]
I heard a nigga snitching from his jail cell
And when he get out will he live, only time will tell
Nigga riding with the police
Used to be my homie now the punk bitch hating on me
I guess the nigga mad cause I'm balling
Task kicked the nigga door in now he talking
My little cousin Jimmy told me in jail he was a drag queen
Now he on probation drug dealer with a tape machine
Watch the bitch he gotta camera
But when I catch the nigga I'ma slam him down with a hammer
And 17 nails
Cause bitches talk shit and snitches get killed
[Master P]
Snitches snitches snitches
Niggaz that run they mothafucking mouth like bitches
That's snitches snitches
Federal niggaz in the mothafucking ghetto
Federal niggaz that's in the mothafucking penatentiary
Niggaz with mothafucking licenses to capture other niggaz
But they ain't got no mothafucking badges and they still catching cases
Snitches snitches, I know ya'll niggaz trying to catch us
Snitches snitches punk bitches bitches
Niggaz was bitches when they was on the streets and they bitches in jail
That's what snitches is, that's niggaz with purses nigga, pocket books
nigga, niggaz with dresses
This for ya'll bitches
To all ya'll niggaz I feel ya mothafucking pain, watch ya self
The haters got the high beam on, they
Got lights on top of they mothafucking Cutlasses
I know who ya'll are niggaz