"Bitch Niggas" lyrics
(feat. Sparks)
(from "State Property" soundtrack)
[Omillio Sparks:]
Philly shit...
Ya'll niggas stop snitching out there we see you
How you get indited and come straight home? Answer that
Wrap up in your quilts and triple goose, it's gon' be a cold winter
The streets got me feeling trapped like my wrist be in handcuffs
Omillio Sparks you niggas I distance myself from snitches
'Cause them madicons I'll have you feeling like you driving on cobblestones
On the road to the riches, but I try to run a smooth operation but lately
I find myself carrying burners with me
'Cause niggas that I knew since a child wanna kill me now - no problem
I know how to handle that, I send 'em shots from the mac
Try to understand I come to far to fall back
Shit! Not even a year ago I was there crack
Slinging crack on the back of dirty blocks
With ya'll getting my scrape on 'til the cops rolled up
That's was home and I stay dedicated
But I saw no numbers
I guess that's what's ya'll gon' call taking a fall but I'm a man
So I set aside the set backs tried to bounce back got a this rap
Covered it all from the movies, the videos to fucking these groupies
Even long money, now these niggas wanna test me
But I don't give a fuck, I'm feeling like William H. Bonnie tonight
Who wanna make the papers I could make ya famous
Go for your guns, start the ignition how many of ya'll gon' ride to night
Not to many niggas! 'Cause half ya'll fake niggas turn out to be snitch niggas
[Beanie Sigel:]
Bitch niggas, snitch niggas, bitch niggas, pussy motherfuckers
[Omillio Sparks:]
It's time for you snitch niggas to be exposed
Don't let me find out there's a bitch under them clothes
[Beanie Sigel:]
Real thugs stand up straight never fold
And they don't shit if anything ever blows
[Beanie Sigel:]
You motherfucking right Mac keep them weapons drawn
For you niggas that rap and keep them dresses on it's getting out of hand
Niggas taking the stand picking out their man
Lifting their right hand to snitch on their right hand
What's behind that shit you both push bricks
But you gon' make a statement and sign that shit
After that anything goes, your kids that's a brick in their nose
I'll steal your gat and live by the cold
I'll rather die than be labeled a snitch, snake rat or a bitch
I hate a thief but I know I'm a prick
You fucking lames in the game like it's sweet
Never came from the streets
Type to get locked and change your name to Shareef
It's fucked up when your team got a bitch on it
Bench warmers, you got bench warrants
Detective got a tech with two prints on it
But you the only one that get arrested and pinched for it
Get knocked ill have you touched every way
Extorted every other week fucked every other day
Niggas with the will, to run in your hut, run in your but
Six foot niggas tonguing you up
You niggas gossip like soap operas
But them niggas upstate use the mop sticks so proper
You niggas is bitch I know you got in ya'll
'Cause the dog allows me to spot it in ya'll
[Omillio Sparks:]
Wrap up in your quilts and triple goose, it's gon' be a cold winter
The streets got me feeling trapped like my wrist be in handcuffs
Omillio Sparks you niggas I distance myself from snitches
'Cause them madicons I'll have you feeling like you driving on cobblestones
On the road to the riches, but I try to run a smooth operation but lately
I find myself carrying burners with me
'Cause niggas that I knew since a child wanna kill me now - no problem
I know how to handle that, I send 'em shots from the mac
Try to understand I come to far to fall back
Shit! Not even a year ago I was there crack
Slinging crack on the back of dirty blocks
With y'all getting my scrape on 'til the cops rolled up
That's was home and I stay dedicated
But I saw no numbers
I guess that's what's y'all gon' call taking a fall but I'm a man
So I set aside the set backs tried to bounce back got a this rap
Covered it all from the movies, the videos to fucking these groupies
Even long money, now these niggas wanna test me
But I don't give a fuck, I'm feeling like William H. Bonnie tonight
Who wanna make the papers I could make ya famous
Go for your guns, start the ignition how many of y'all gon' ride to night
Not to many niggas! 'Cause half y'all fake niggas turn out to be snitch niggas
[Beanie Sigel:] Snitch ass bitch ass motherfuckers
[Omillio Sparks:] Get down or lay down
[Beanie Sigel:]
Get down or fucking lay down
Ya'll know the fucking rules lay down you stay down
[Omillio Sparks:] Ride motherfuckers ride
[Beanie Sigel:] I know my nigga Touche know what's it's like to be snitched
Philly shit...
Ya'll niggas stop snitching out there we see you
How you get indited and come straight home? Answer that
Wrap up in your quilts and triple goose, it's gon' be a cold winter
The streets got me feeling trapped like my wrist be in handcuffs
Omillio Sparks you niggas I distance myself from snitches
'Cause them madicons I'll have you feeling like you driving on cobblestones
On the road to the riches, but I try to run a smooth operation but lately
I find myself carrying burners with me
'Cause niggas that I knew since a child wanna kill me now - no problem
I know how to handle that, I send 'em shots from the mac
Try to understand I come to far to fall back
Shit! Not even a year ago I was there crack
Slinging crack on the back of dirty blocks
With ya'll getting my scrape on 'til the cops rolled up
That's was home and I stay dedicated
But I saw no numbers
I guess that's what's ya'll gon' call taking a fall but I'm a man
So I set aside the set backs tried to bounce back got a this rap
Covered it all from the movies, the videos to fucking these groupies
Even long money, now these niggas wanna test me
But I don't give a fuck, I'm feeling like William H. Bonnie tonight
Who wanna make the papers I could make ya famous
Go for your guns, start the ignition how many of ya'll gon' ride to night
Not to many niggas! 'Cause half ya'll fake niggas turn out to be snitch niggas
[Beanie Sigel:]
Bitch niggas, snitch niggas, bitch niggas, pussy motherfuckers
[Omillio Sparks:]
It's time for you snitch niggas to be exposed
Don't let me find out there's a bitch under them clothes
[Beanie Sigel:]
Real thugs stand up straight never fold
And they don't shit if anything ever blows
[Beanie Sigel:]
You motherfucking right Mac keep them weapons drawn
For you niggas that rap and keep them dresses on it's getting out of hand
Niggas taking the stand picking out their man
Lifting their right hand to snitch on their right hand
What's behind that shit you both push bricks
But you gon' make a statement and sign that shit
After that anything goes, your kids that's a brick in their nose
I'll steal your gat and live by the cold
I'll rather die than be labeled a snitch, snake rat or a bitch
I hate a thief but I know I'm a prick
You fucking lames in the game like it's sweet
Never came from the streets
Type to get locked and change your name to Shareef
It's fucked up when your team got a bitch on it
Bench warmers, you got bench warrants
Detective got a tech with two prints on it
But you the only one that get arrested and pinched for it
Get knocked ill have you touched every way
Extorted every other week fucked every other day
Niggas with the will, to run in your hut, run in your but
Six foot niggas tonguing you up
You niggas gossip like soap operas
But them niggas upstate use the mop sticks so proper
You niggas is bitch I know you got in ya'll
'Cause the dog allows me to spot it in ya'll
[Omillio Sparks:]
Wrap up in your quilts and triple goose, it's gon' be a cold winter
The streets got me feeling trapped like my wrist be in handcuffs
Omillio Sparks you niggas I distance myself from snitches
'Cause them madicons I'll have you feeling like you driving on cobblestones
On the road to the riches, but I try to run a smooth operation but lately
I find myself carrying burners with me
'Cause niggas that I knew since a child wanna kill me now - no problem
I know how to handle that, I send 'em shots from the mac
Try to understand I come to far to fall back
Shit! Not even a year ago I was there crack
Slinging crack on the back of dirty blocks
With y'all getting my scrape on 'til the cops rolled up
That's was home and I stay dedicated
But I saw no numbers
I guess that's what's y'all gon' call taking a fall but I'm a man
So I set aside the set backs tried to bounce back got a this rap
Covered it all from the movies, the videos to fucking these groupies
Even long money, now these niggas wanna test me
But I don't give a fuck, I'm feeling like William H. Bonnie tonight
Who wanna make the papers I could make ya famous
Go for your guns, start the ignition how many of y'all gon' ride to night
Not to many niggas! 'Cause half y'all fake niggas turn out to be snitch niggas
[Beanie Sigel:] Snitch ass bitch ass motherfuckers
[Omillio Sparks:] Get down or lay down
[Beanie Sigel:]
Get down or fucking lay down
Ya'll know the fucking rules lay down you stay down
[Omillio Sparks:] Ride motherfuckers ride
[Beanie Sigel:] I know my nigga Touche know what's it's like to be snitched
