Snitch II

Snitch, you’re gonna get hit.
Snitch, you don’t have a friend.
Cause you’re already dead,
You’re about to lose you’re head,

Kiss your ass goodbye.
You don’t have much time.
Kiss your mother goodbye.
They’re casing her place.
You can’t show your face.

You spoke in haste.
Not thinking about your fate.

Everyone hates a rat.
It’s the code of the hood.
Something you understood.

Make your peace with the Lord.
Your time is short.