Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ice Cube
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
O'Shea Jackson
Songwriter
Kasseem Dean
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swizz Beatz
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ice Cube (yeah) callin' from a California state penitentiary
Let me out this motherfucker
We got over two million motherfuckers locked up
Let me out this motherfucker
Stop snitchin'
[Verse 2]
Now how many MC's must get booed
Before somebody say don't fuck with Cube (You know)
I'll strip you nude (but ass) in your living room
Face down paralyzed from the waist down
[Verse 3]
I'm a fuckin' clown but don't fuck around
Doin' movies now but I'll lay you down
South Central style pull them thangs out
Don't make a millionaire have to send you there
[Verse 4]
You know the story of the tortoise **** and the hare
**** run **** run never get there
I'ma walk fuck a bitch when I get there
**** this a marathon ask Farrakhan
[Verse 5]
Fuck the cemetery that I'm buried on (Fuck 'em)
The blood of Ice Cube got to carry on (Forever)
Forever what the fuck are they yellin'
Gangsta, gangsta, **** stop tellin', stop snitchin'
[Verse 6]
You can have whatever you want
In the hood, it's do's and don'ts (Stop snitchin')
So when it get hot in this kitchen
Stop snitchin', ****, stop snitchin'
[Verse 7]
Microphone master super rhyme maker
Gun blaster, who's the life taker (Who)
Who the fuck is a lifetime laker
I slap the Maybelline off Tammy Faye Bakker
[Verse 8]
Who the fuck got more than a acre
In Los Angeles I got to have paper
I'ma **** don't talk to my neighbors
Straight asshole always up in Vegas (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 9]
Lay it out for these **** to follow
Get the point but these points is hollow
Now this here is hard to swallow
But if you do, it's like hittin' the lotto
[Verse 10]
Little **** with big bravado
Hit the throttle, ****, hit the bottle
Can give a fuck if they life is hollow
Where the fuck was you when I rocked the Apollo, bitch
[Verse 11]
Ay who put this thing together?
Me, that's who
Who I trust?
Who I trust?
Me, that's who
[Verse 12]
****, ****, ****, can't you see?
Somehow your words incarcerate me
Float like a butterfly sting like a bee
Lock me up in my prime Muhammad Ali
[Verse 13]
Get out whoop yo ass like Muhammad Ali
Rumble in the jungle **** don't play dumbo
In the hood **** known as Columbo
Get the people on the phone, tell the jumbo
[Verse 14]
Spit fluid and swear he didn't do it
Got my bottom bitch locked up with Martha Stewart
She say she had the ho cookin' deep dish
She say Martha fuckin' cook fish and eat fish
[Verse 15]
Westside y'all **** got to peep this
That's your weakness can't keep a secret
Don't say shit, boy, that's basic
They want to send a **** back to the slave ship
Stop snitchin'
[Verse 16]
You can have whatever you want
In the hood, it's do's and don'ts (Stop snitchin')
So when it get hot in this kitchen
Stop snitchin', ****, stop snitchin'
[Verse 17]
You can have whatever you choose
But out here it's don'ts and do's
So after we finish this mission
Stop snitchin', ****, stop snitchin'
[Verse 18]
1 2 in the place to be
You rockin' wit Ice Cube and the homey Swizz Beatz
1 2 in the place to be
You rockin' wit Ice Cube and the homey Swizz Beatz
[Verse 19]
1 2 in the place to be
You rockin' wit Ice Cube and the homey Swizz Beatz
1 2 in the place to be
You rockin' wit Ice Cube and the **** Swizz Beatz
[Verse 20]
Keep your mouth shut
Written by: Kasseem Dean, O'Shea Jackson