Представляем точный текст композиции "Snitch Killas" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Spice 1 . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Snitch Killas» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Spice 1 передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Spice 1 - "Snitch Killas"
Lyrics to Snitch Killas : FUCK THESE SNITCHES! [Spoken:] "Yeah, you know. Cause all Im here to do is watch my ass. Know what Im sayin' That aint my dope, thats Chicos dope. You know what Im sayin' So what type of witness protection program you got for me'" [Chorus:] You keep tellin all these coppers Im gonna hurt you till you bleed All these niggas in my city, we put snitches six feet deep Tattle-tellin in the jail and niggas yellin out your name Tell them po-po all your business get you caught up in the game Fuck these snitches! [Verse 1:] We got your partner in there since you was at the crime Thats how they get you to squeal, them motherfuckers lyin Nigga, stick with the program and you gonna be all right But if you tell them I did it, Im stickin your ass tonight They sayin "six people saw ya" but I aint sayin shit till I meet with my lawyer Blowin smoke up my ass cause if I have to blast Im mobbin the fuck out tha murder scene with the hockey mask Lookin like Jason while them cops is chasin me Behind the wheel buckin, facin L-I-F-E Hittin corners bailin, fish tailin to the left I heard the motherfuckin blast shatter out the back They wanna screw me, do me and have me fucked up Put a young G in the system and have me sucked up In the prison block but I aint goin there So if you tell on me nigga, you be my hoe in there See I do dirt all up on my lonely cause niggas phoney Givin up the info on murders and snitchin on they homies Puttin lead up in these loud mouth bitch niggas So say what up to the motherfuckin snitch killa [CHORUS] [Verse 2:] See, where Im from motherfuckas live and let die Snitch killa, the real nigga S-P-I Im droppin shells on a bitch See they do a lick with a nigga and get him tellin and shit I cant stand it when a nigga think he sick in the game Tell everybody who be gafflin for some bitches and fame Im gonna blast in the window, indo jack Got me puttin snitches up on they motherfuckin back Puttin hollow up in your head, runnin in your home Leave these motherfuckers sleepin with their house lights on Finna kill this snitch ass nigga before my homie go to court We tied him to the back of a motherfuckin super sport Doin donuts with his ass tied to the back of the car Bringin them terror, the burier, coffin carrier See niggas die when they testify You better get your punk ass up there and straight lie They caught your ass up in the hooptie with 3 kis Now you out on bail and all you gave em was 2 gs You aint playin nobody, go get your vest nigga Be on the look out for the motherfuckin snitch killa [CHORUS] [Spoken:] "Like I was sayin mister ociffer. You know what Im sayin' I can tell you where he keep his dope. I can tell you where he stay. I can tell you where he get his braids done." [Verse 3:] Niggas be talkin upon that straight killa He aint in jail cause he snitched on that other nigga Now his freedom is gone and you can count on it If you ever in Quentin you gonna be tagged snitch They gonna have to seperate the men from the women A lot of snitches in the pen turn straight feminine and get they ass took See, only real niggas slide with us You gonna be snitchin motherfucker you cant ride with us Because we sure to do some heavily incriminating shit Like pullin licks and pushin chickens for the fuck of it Aint no tellin in my crew cause everybody guilty of somethin Thats why we wound up, we all dumpin And the nigga who dont blast, he get sucked and swallowed Threw out the hooptie when its still rollin He aint dead yet but if he tattle on a nigga He gotta tangle with this motherfuckin snitch killa [CHORUS] [Spoken:] "Ok now mister ociffer, now what it gonna be' You know what Im sayin' I gotta get up on outta here, know what Im sayin. I need a house in the Bahamas, you know what Im sayin, you know I got two kids. You know I just wanna be protected in this motherfucker. You know what Im sayin' Can I get this on paper' Its like I was just tryin to watch my ass. You know what Im sayin, like I was safe." "NO!" "Shit! Damn! I just wanna be protected in this motherfucker. Shit! I didnt do it, Spice did everything." [ Snitch Killas Lyrics ]
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