, "Who snitched?" [CHORUS] Yo, how did he go out? He went out like a bitch! So ladies We ain't just talkin' bout you Cause some of you niggas Is bitches
a bitch So ladies We just ain't talkin' 'bout you 'Cause some of you'll niggas Is bitches too I knew this guy That was never that fly Couldn't act cool
Traduzione: Ice-T. Bitches 2.
Who snitched?" [CHORUS] Yo, how did he go out? He went out like a bitch! So ladies We ain't just talkin' bout you Cause some of you niggas Is bitches
grimey, "Slow down! " But he ain't listenin Lil nigga hardheaded, look forward to goin to prison Don't care if he make it to 25, he ain't trippin Fifi
relatives Even if you're wearing chest protection a trauma plate won't work Cause I'm a aim at your hammit, I ain't goin aim at you shirt Alot of these bitch
you, whatever Push your Ki's for you Bone the same bitch and catch the same disease with' you If it don't go down like that then they ain't your friend
got a train in Spain Airplanes with candy wings, TV screens and thangs Girls dancing in my mansion, playas still party too I got ice in my mouth, but my name ain't
't for the ice, the streets'll get burned Why the hell I ain't balling, cause it ain't your turn You can't see me can't be me, don't make me have to show
(feat. C-Note, E.S.G., Lil' Keke) [E.S.G.:] Here comes the Wreckshop bomb, that Big H.A.W.K. didn't refuse Coming down on a song, I couldn't refuse
E R-E-S-P-E-C-T, to the day I D-I-E Or unless you're a wanna be, then you're not my cup of tea Don't make me act a damn fool, treat you like you in pre
do', and ice my wrist Trifling trick, I ain't wifing shit Cause I don't fuck around, with that type of shit I'm Scoo-Young, you don't want your bitch
Eve and Keys The first piece, worshipped by the set of thieves with cheese And haters think I ain't peep they steeze Don't think I don't got, peeps that
but I gotta run I got some miles to go and no destination And like you've never seen, my light is always green The ice is melting and the bitch ain't
lab Chemistry made.. you know, yo [Verse One: Havoc] I don't wanna web I just wanna chill but gettin still gettin confronted by ice grills They learn
in ya vision, you don't know who ya dissin' I don't learning no lesson I just hold my position I don't go with a pistol they just know I'm official
being Prez; you always get a nut Since you're married to Tipper, you shouldn't be sad Don't tell Hilary so she won't get mad 'Cause you know she'll be
