Lil B - k** Every Snitch lyrics

[Intro] [Hook] M-m-m-murder all snitches, b**h that's for real Telling my secrets gon' get you k**ed M-murder every snitch b**h I'm for real k** every snitch n***a on the real M-m-m-murder all snitches, b**h that's for real Telling my secrets gon' get you k**ed Murder every snitch b**h I'm for real k** every snitch n***a on the real [Verse 1] Now I ain't a street n***a but I k** snitches (Bang bang) I handle my business, that's my business (BasedGod) I got goons that love me that be in their feelings (Feelings) One foot outside, one on the mission (Mission) I smack young n***as and old people (Damn) Mini Africa, .45s and long needles (What up Africa) We k** white people, not just black You Asians get tacks and you wetbacks (We all equal) n***as get touch but I'm over that (Over that) b**h Mob Task Force, we on the map (On the map) Need help in the streets, protect Lil B (Lil B) I don't give a f** about you or me (Never) Innocent people stay out (Stay out the way) I f** them s**ers and I k** 'em b**h (BasedGod) Ride around with me, I never snitch (BasedGod) b**h Mob Task Force, you can f** my b**h [Hook] [Verse 2] My OG uncle hit me from a mile away My big cus hit you from long range That's all I need boy in this life of greed I do double life b**h for Lil B f** with Lil B, you get that broomstick 5'4" n***a on that goon sh** 145 with a .45 I make a short n***a look 6'9" I'm a short n***a with big nuts AK 69 with that flat bu*t Guns like b**hes, you gon' get f**ed d**h to all snitches, you gon' get touched In Oakland, most dangerous city West Berkeley, still f** with me South Berkeley, still f** with me Richmond, Vallejo, in the under cities [Hook] [Verse 3] Some people get k**ed before they turn 20 Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow I play sh**, with them dirty bricks Your family is a snitch, I could give a sh** Don't do the crime you can't do the time Stay out the game on the sideline n***as start talking when they feel pressured Tell on your own blood, you gon' draw blood Still holding macs with them gold fully's 28 b**h on the Lex Coop Still holding sticks with them short fuses Yeah I'm still hyphy, b**h going stupid Yeah I'm still mad about that foul play Try that sh** again, you gon' die today Yeah I never snitch, blood on my hands Lord please forgive me, I just k**ed a man [Hook]