Fucc a Snitch

Let me tell you a story bout a so called friend, and how we parted wayz and his untimely end/ You see I alwayz did this nigga straight, I fronted him pounds and cakes right out the gate/ In prison even saved his ass from skinheadz thats Pro-hate, call it fate cuz then he flipped the script and used me as bait, I'm irate/ Cuz when he was down and out, I open'd up the doors and let him stay at my house, while he steadily ran his mouth, how could he sell me out?/ Devious plots of blazing glox, put his ass in a splintered box/ He thought he was slicc and assumed I'd die in jail, stupid muthafucca forgot about bail/ 24 hours later hit the streets ready to clap, I swore when I caught this rat, Ima put him on his bacc/ Memories making my trigger-finger itch, cuz I treated him like a son while he treated me like a son of a bitch!/ Load my clips dip to his Mamaz crib, caught him slipping in the living room eating BBQ ribs/ Kicced the door down gat in hand ready to pop, confront his ass look him in his eyez while his Mama called the cops/"Thought I forgot?!!" unleash the 'quitoes let his body rot, stingerz ripping him up tearing him up from the gutz/ Then commence to pop and chop his relativez, his mama, his sista, dem screaming kids/ I didn't give a fucc cuz taking his life just wasn't enough, loose lips sink ships then you die like a snitch!/ This is dedicated to you mark ass snitches, alwayz fishing for wayz to get a nigga twisted, running your mouth like little bitches, best believe when I catch your ass you gonna be sleeping with the fishes