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snitch - prodigy lyrics

[intro: prodigy]
yeah, light up, n*gga (yeah)
yeah, yeah
ride on these bum ass n*ggas
f*ckin’ old ass n*gga (yeah)
broke n*gga, it’s over
give it up
yo

[chorus: prodigy]
will we catch these n*ggas and turn they ass up?
one never know, do one?
probably see one of these n*ggas tonight my dunn
one knows
when i shoot this n*gga is he gon’ tell, son? (hey)
one never know, do one?
don’t worry ’bout gettin’ caught, squeeze your gun (yeah)
’cause one never know (uh*heh)

[verse 1: prodigy]
m*o*b*b, the best in the business

we on mtv sh*ttin’ on these n*ggas
you not g, dunn
n*gga, you a diva, b*tch ass, go and get your hands and your feet done
i got my feet up on the conference table
in g*unit office, smokin’ that diego
you at your record label, over there stuck
beggin’ the president to push your stuff
we at the cr*p table dropin’ thousand dollar chips on the (yo) hard numbers just laughin’ it up (hah)

will we catch these n*ggas and turn they ass up?
one never know, do one?
probably see one of these n*ggas tonight my dunn
one knows
when i shoot this n*gga is he gon’ tell, son? (hey)
one never know, do one? (wooo)
don’t worry ’bout gettin’ caught, squeeze your gun (that’s right)
’cause one never know (yea, yo)

[verse 2: nyce & prodigy]
i pull the twelve gauge
stop frontin’ [?] [?] the kid stay with more magazines than a newsstand
black suburban, i bulletproof two vans so wherever you stand, you blam
i bring the drama to you and, you and, you and, your whole crew and
f*ck if you bang
m.b.k., infamous unit is the new gang
i know (yeah) n*ggas k!ll your whole family for two grand
fiends that’ll inject you with the aids needle, for two grand
i’m rich, i iced out, tattooed my two hands
yellow diamonds with the baby blue band
n*gga, keep it gangsta, i’m talkin’ to you, man, lil’ wild n*gga
live wire to the bone, put these washed up rappers in [?] retirement home
i told y’all that i spit diamonds through speaker
spit fire, give the f*ckin’ booth a fever
i’m new in the game, i’m glad i ain’t meet ya
now it’s two guns up is the way i greet ya (ya a fan, n*gga)
ya other man was just glad he got a feature

ol’ school, i run up on you with the ol’ tool
silent murda, n*gga, i do it so smooth
nyce, n*gga, aka the future, these n*ggas is (yo) weak, man, they need a tutor, let’s

will we catch these n*ggas and turn they ass up?
one never know, do one?
probably see one of these n*ggas tonight my dunn
one knows
when i shoot this n*gga is he gon’ tell, son? (hey)
one never know, do one?
don’t worry ’bout gettin’ caught, squeeze your gun

- prodigy lyrics

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