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Snitch Killer (The Dayton Family)

Dog barking Verse 1 Snitchin bitches put them in ditches you regret you missed em Stand off his casket, in this basket, that's his momma kissing Old and grey, anotha day, you can boom yo gauge Cold as hell, collecting mail, killa this so pay Alley cats, and you rats, you be missin soon Niggaz whom, wanna face the boom Leavin snitches doom, its all on me, you bout 10 ki's Say he seen my bankin Ran my school, when I set my rules, didn't nobody break it Niggaz nervous, 'cause at yo service im'a bring you murda Nigga bankin this bitch is hangin, see I meant to hurt her A-V-E F-L-I-N-T when ballers turn to bitches Fuckin 2 bitches, be careful who you give yo digits Just my message, now can you catch it, can you comprehend Facin sin, locked in the pen, you can never win runnin free, that shit for me Don't you be no dummy, tell on me Its Mr. Greed, Ima take it from him Send a hurse, when shit get worse, this gon' end wit drama local nerves glocken on perv's then she kill yo momma shed no tears, cut off you ears and have a bar-b-q snitch killer, killin on snitches and bustin shots at you He be rappin, they bout ta cap um, cant nobody stand him Still got half of his homies head that I wanna hand him Mutuamega, a heart breaker, snitch soul taker Take they brains, still got game then take a bitch and break her SNITCH KILLER **Open up the briefcase, baby its all there. You got 80 thousand? You got the four birds? Fo sho baby, im real too You aint got all that moo that's yo head Ahh baby we don't even get down like that, peeps fo sho tho Verse 2 I keep my puiples , in my peepholes Bitch ass niggas, be tryin to creep slo Hos be on my dick for the green Plus I keep blow jake flake coped me a cake, that was my big break Aint shit fake about me, you kno im flyin straight Straight up, hungry for drama so shit get ate up Paranoid as f**k in this bitch and wont put the plate up Im cautious money mack murda might make you nauseous Boss shit dump on you click and bitch we lawless Frost bit, numb yo ass up, 'cause we on some raw shit Living for the lust of this game, my dope I die wit Came up, chokin' up game, smokin' a flame up Cutting up kokane, my niggaz doin' the same stuff Trigger nigga, clockin to flip dollars to bigga figgas Just like madame dame said, all about the skrilla killa Heavyweight, dope by the freight, headed to yo state Call me Mr. Jayca-fella, hood niggaz call me flake The group we in, them snitchin niggaz tried to do me in I aint goin to the hole, and wearin them county blues again Fuck the judge, I hold a grudge, im a flint thug Me and Shoestring, the only thing we know is to go for the blood Waved out, my neighborhood aint never played out, same rules still apply Them rats they get sprayed out, testify Yo next of kin will be the next ta die Snitchin FBI spy bet not nobody asked me why SNITCH KILLER **i allready got he inside Connects on um all i need is the wire Man get this guy some taps, whatever he needs to catch this guy Wait a minute, Whats in the plan for me? 20 g's and the witness protection plan Witness protection plan? 20 g's? better go head and set it up Verse 3 Comin thru doors, steel toes, fo-fo's Layin down niggas, and keep yo eyes closed We grab them pesos, you plickin yo brango Killas in kangols, niggaz get mangled (comin thru rushin) we hang hoes, wanna tangle for that cash blast and mash the gas, droppin like my ashes get past this, ho style wicked nigga with fashion you see my pashion, is rippin the microphones and outlastin ill cast them bitch ass niggaz leave em as has been's closed caskets, mind blowin like head gaskets shit'll get drastic, wrappin niggaz bodies in plastic no need for askin, get to bustin on them bastards Verse 4 I was outlawed, brave to the skandalous streets I raise hell, cant you tell, just to reach my peak Im layed low, sorta like a persian rug Cops got my phone tapped 'cause they think im slangin drugs Mean mugs on these hataz faces, load my gat And react, like pistol that's my mental when I start a race And hit the Hennessey wit no chaser, flip my fo like a O I doubled it up, and I changed faces Fight like shoelace keeping my flo locked down like mental patients My renovation is replacin' yo playa hation Discrimination' of a hustla'z occupation My destination is murderin' Emcees on location SNITCH KILLER **Yo Assassin, I need some heavyweight shit this time dog Wut u workin' wit?? I need about six of 'em That'll be about a hundred twenty thousand Hey yo, yo hold that shit up, I don't even trust this guy Before anything go down, ima hafta pat him down Shit I aint no?? MAN, this f**kin bitch, this f**ker (Go, go, go) Kill this bitch, kill this bitch (get in there now) I told you this bitch was snitchin muther f**ker Kill that bitch, die mother f**ker, die motherf**ker (gunshots in background)