(feat. South Park Mexican)

[Chorus x2: Rasheed]

Youse a snitch, a stone cold (*##$
Given up ya homies ya went to school with
There's too many rats, and not enough cheese

With friends like that we don't need enemies

[Verse 1: Rasheed]

Youse a snitch
A mother$#&@in' rat
Barkin' at ya dog so that makes you a cat

!#$) informant
Turned dormant
Cause ya got caught in hard rain pourin'

Feds buggin' my bed now instead of me sleepin'
I'm hearin' quiet beepin'
Watchin' little lights bleepin'

Stakeout while they eat Chinese takeout
Makin' out my house
Cause I'm quiet as a mouse

I make em sit there 'till they %#@! in they pants
Patiently waitin' for the chance to advance
You hot on the streets

You gotta mad mob that wanna greet ya
Alotta nine millimeters that a love to meet ya
To each his own

But homey you done crossed the line
So now the soldiers wanna put some holes in ya mind
Stroll down the line hall in the county jail

Lyin' tellin' everybody you made bell

[Chorus x2]


[Verse 2: South Park Mexican]
This is the evil that men do

Befriend you
Snitchin' in the free world
Snitchin' in the pen too

You said you would be loyal to the end fool
But now you in the hole
And I aint got a hand to lend you

It hurts my heart
To see you get ripped apart
In South Park

We keep %#@! in the dark
But you spread light to alotta dopehouses
Told em ounces is why my Cadillac bounces

That arouses killas in my outfit
Luckily I took the jeys out my dad's couches
I lick my lips when they say ya name

I can taste the (*##$ that aint Mary Jane

That same ^!$$% that you said you bossed around

Be the same ^!$$%s that gone out you in the lost and found

[Chorus x2]


[Verse 3: Rasheed]
You 52K locked in protected custody

Federal facility doin' ya time in luxury
If it was up to me
I put a slump in ya company

In state penitentiary ya catch a humpin' G
Word in the barrio
Ya partna got doe

Friens of yours
"Oh ya that ^!$$% gots to go!"
How did the pig now the kilo was in the door?

When did he see me and what the hell he stop me for?
It's evident ya turnin' evidence for your liberty
Only cause you couldn't finish your delivery

Sickin' to see the face of a false G
Visit ya lady while ya squabble in the county
Apparently the mob got the clearance

Without no interference
To cause your dissapperance
I bet you thought Uncle Sam really gave a $#&@
Now you stuck
Wrapped up like a chuck


[Chorus: x2]