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​Bitch Niggas

This song is by State Property and appears on the album State Property (2002).

Philly shit
Y'all 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 y'all getting my scrape on till 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 too many niggas
'Cause half y'all fake niggas turn out to be snitch niggas

Bitch niggas, snitch niggas, bitch niggas, pussy motherfuckers
It's time for you snitch niggas to be exposed
Don't let me find out there's a bitch under them clothes
Real thugs stand up straight never fold
And they don't shit if anything ever blows

You muthafucking, 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 they man
Lifting they right hand to snitch on they 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 they 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 its 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 y'all
Cause the dog allows me to spot it in y'all

Bitch niggas, snitch niggas, bitch niggas, pussy motherfuckers
It's time for you snitch niggas to be exposed
Don't let me find out there's a bitch under them clothes
Real thugs stand up straight never fold
And they don't shit if anything ever blows

Bitch niggas, snitch niggas, bitch niggas, pussy motherfuckers
It's time for you snitch niggas to be exposed
Don't let me find out there's a bitch under them clothes
Real thugs stand up straight never fold
And they don't shit if anything ever blows

Bitch niggas, snitch niggas, bitch niggas, pussy motherfuckers
It's time for you snitch niggas to be exposed
Don't let me find out there's a bitch under them clothes
Real thugs stand up straight never fold
And they don't shit if anything ever blows

Bitch niggas, snitch niggas, bitch niggas, pussy motherfuckers
It's time for you snitch niggas to be exposed
Don't let me find out there's a bitch under them clothes
Real thugs stand up straight never fold
And they don't shit if anything ever blows

Bitch niggas, snitch niggas, bitch niggas, pussy motherfuckers
It's time for you snitch niggas to be exposed
Don't let me find out there's a bitch under them clothes
Real thugs stand up straight never fold
And they don't shit if anything ever blows

Snitch ass bitch ass muthafuckas
Get down or lay down, get down or fucking lay down
Y'all know the fucking rules lay down you stay down
Ride, muthafuckas, ride, I know my nigga
Touche know what it's like to be snitched on

Written by:

Grant Dwight; Kenneth Johnson; Smith Justin Gregory