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fbg snitches get stitches - fbg gangsta rap group from san jose, california lyrics

hook: (3)
snitches get stitches (stitches)
buried six feet deep
cause we some lunatics with the sickness (sickness)

verse 1 (p*nut)
“thangs are getting hectic in the game
all these mark raggin snitches trying to slang and bang
nationwide cracked down from the po*po, motherf*ckas, p*c down from head to toe, b*tch maybe you better take your ass to church
cause ima about to put in work and put you in the dirt, cause the game is to be sold, not chose, now they showing no love
i f*ck a snitch up the assh0l*, with no lubrication
just 12*gauge penetration, so feel i release the heat
up and slow, up your dodolo, why you on your knees
getting f*cked like a trick, by this real n*gga you can’t fade
so why you wanna snitch.”

hook: (3)
snitches get stitches (stitches)
buried six feet deep
cause we some lunatics with the sickness (sickness)

verse 2 (p*nut)
“captain punisher (captain punisher)
definition of a psychopath
victims layin dead bodies from the after math
witness the hard of decapitation of the head
mutilated bodies float in the river bed
twisted in the alley bustas marked for death
somebody should have told ya snitches bad for health
handcuffs from the po crying and telling and sh*t
p*c can’t stop that ass from getting dealt with b*tch
when in county trying to hide with two co’s by your side
if you slip i’m gonna hunt ya put a pistol in yo eye
cause i don’t take to kind of snitches, stay unalarmed
n*gga we coming dumpin slugs with our firearms
and you see quick to wonder why you got shot in the face
(shot in the face)
tossed off a bridge with h*lla rocks sinking in the bay
up the river with no paddle, n*gga, this is it
belly flopping off the tier with your throat slit
mr. busta get caught slippin, see staint james park
i snap like a rottweiler when my nine bark
i wish i could of known f*cking which ya cost me years
nowhere to hide in jose, snitches get stitches.”

hook: (3)
snitches get stitches (stitches)
buried six feet deep
cause we some lunatics with the sickness (sickness)

verse 3 (p*nut)
“n*ggas be thinkin they ballin selling mop in they product
running they mouth trying to get hustlas colda
nun but tricks and pimp like a hoe
then turn state evidence working for the po*po
no shame in game, but you about to feel the pain
up a psychopathic quick insane, cut off your middle finger
slice your throat, and put a bullet in your dome
snitches get snitches, so your ass gotta go
and there ain’t no coming back (no coming back)
when i pump the c*cked (pump the c*cked)
and empty the mag. (empty the mag)”

hook: (3)
snitches get stitches (stitches)
buried six feet deep
cause we some lunatics with the sickness (sickness)

verse 4 (unknown rapper)
“duce 1 from the blocc, he’s a mo luv, (mo luv)
from mr. jd to 408 blocc*a (408 blocc*a)
insane in the brain, locc you know how we do
grab the heat and start jumpin cause they can’t hold you
you a foo from old school sucka free, i ain’t forget about you homie
lookin out for me (lookin out for me)
jd was sorry and broke, until you funding me doe (funding me doe)
playing se*ga having fetti, chocking on bomb smoke (having fetti)
until that day may twenty second 1994 (ninety foe)
two bad b*tches, that turned sntiches, turned po*po
we breaked em sl*ts, and stuck our d*cks in they b*tts
(d*cks in they b*tts)
she coughing up cum, didn’t know po*po were em
to believe anything a smoker say, 2 years to chill
i’m gonna peel their caps back mane
twenty*foe and still bangin 408 blocc blues
and if caught, then n*gga f*ck it, cause i did it for you
i wish i would*a known stanta clara cost me riches
ain’t no escape, that just your face, snitches get stitches

hook: (1)
snitches get stitches (stitches)
buried six feet deep
cause we some lunatics with the sickness (sickness)

- fbg gangsta rap group from san jose california lyrics

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