Snitches chords by Ron C

SimplifiedDm · F · Am · C · E

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Dm 
I've knocked on the door, now
I'ma bust it down
F 
Comin' through and creepin'
Am 
Dm 
through and crawlin' on the ground
On the underwear,
them suckers can't see me
C 
Make my money with my
Am 
homie in the city of
Dm 
D
I jumped in the game when the
game wasn't thick
F 
Me and
Lil'
Am 
Deck, they servin' shit
Dm 
Young than a motherfucker makin' snaps
I bought a
Am 
Dm 
Nissan, where the datin's at
The house of
Chrome in the city of
Compton
F 
Am 
It was 1985, I spent 20  trade hunnid
Dm 
A trendsetter nigga just
couldn't be stopped
F 
From rocks to
Am 
Dm 
OZs,  coming up
Ripped my cap off on the street, thought
Texas was lame
F 
But these freaky country
Am 
girls made a plan, stay
Dm 
My bag got large and my pockets swelled
Am 
Until that cuck snitched, sold his soul
Dm 
Snitches, don't get no love
F 
Am 
Don't get shot down by a nigga named
Dm 
Run
Snitches, don't get no love
C 
Am 
Don't get shot down by a nigga named
Dm 
Run
Snitches, don't get no love
F 
Am 
Don't get shot down by a nigga named
Ruggs
Dm 
Snitches!
Don't get no love
C 
Am 
Don't get shot down by a nigga named
Ruggs
Dm 
Run to the deuce, to the deuce,
F 
to the trade
Am 
I'm makin' money from inside, okay
Dm 
A nigga like me got smart in the game
I spent ten thousand,
Am 
gave myself a rap name
Dm 
Started little somethin'
before I went down
F 
Am 
Luke's in a contract, express bound
Dm 
I'm trippin' like a mother,
it's a dream to me
Am 
Two or three companies wanna sign
Ron
C
Dm 
F 
Bonfire records came real with me,
Dm 
I signed on the line and that's history
Snitches, don't fuck me up,
C 
Am 
but my mama said I shouldn't have been sellin' drugs
Dm 
F 
I'm in  this bitch, livin' day to day,
Am 
I put a hustle down so I can make some bank
Dm 
Sellin' tennis shoes that I take from punks,
Am 
but a snitchin' convict gave me up
Dm 
Snitches, don't get no love,
F 
Am 
don't get shot down by a nigga named
Rush
Dm 
Snitches, don't no love
C 
Am 
Go get shot down by a nigga named
Run
Dm 
Snitches, don't get no love
F 
Am 
Go get shot down by a nigga named
Dm 
Run
Snitches, don't get no love
Am 
Go get shot down by a nigga named
Dm 
F 
Dm 
Am 
F 
Run
Am 
Dm 
F 
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
I'm back in the step with
that new rhyme scene
F 
The more tapes I sip,
Am 
Dm 
the more bitches jock me
I tell all girls I got a tender on it
F 
It don't stop me when they wanna
Am 
ride me like a pony
Dm 
Groupies get no love since 92
F 
Am 
It's the 9 -4 shot, I thought you knew
Dm 
I was rockin' the show in
Louisiana
C 
Am 
After the gig, I   met a freak named
Dm 
Shannon
Didn't approach me like
F 
one of those groupie hoes
Am 
We went to the room, she exposed her soul
Dm 
I hit it, then I quit it, then I went to sleep
Am 
The tramp took pic tures
of a naked rancid
Dm 
Talkin' bout me, tellin' on me
F 
Tryna play me on, but you know
Am 
I'm, I   ain't he
Dm 
I   handle and dismantle
this devious hoe
Am 
She's a true snitch,
Dm 
but now she's gone
Snitches, get no love,
F 
Am 
gon' get shot down by a nigga named
Dm 
Run
Snitches, get no love,
F 
Am 
gon' get shot down by a nigga named
Run
Dm 
Snitches, get no love,
F 
Am 
gon' get shot down by a nigga named
Run
Dm 
Sneaky ass, get no love
Am 
Gon' get shot down by a nigga named
Dm 
F 
Dm 
Ron
Sneaky ass,
F 
Am 
Dm 
F 
Am 
get no love
Dm 
Sneaky ass, get no love
F 
Am 
Dm 
F 
Am 
Dm 
C 
Am 
Dm 
Sneaky ass, get no love
F 
Dm 
C 
Am 
Dm 
F 
Am 
Dm 
C 
Am 
Dm 
F 
Hey hey hey hey hey
Am 
Dm 
Oh oh  oh oh
Oh blech
F 
Dm 
Come on
Am 
Dm 
Get no love, get no love,
F 
Dm 
get no love, get no love
Go blah blah blah blah
Bleach!
C 
Am 
Dm 
F 
Dm 
But get no love
Am 
Dm 
Dm 
Dm 
E 
E 
Hey look here man, I just came back from court and shit man,
guess what these hoes then gave
Dm 
F 
Dm 
C 
me 45  aggravated man,
Dm 
a snitch mothafucka that crossed me out with this punk shit, man
this mothafucka gon' get his mothafuckin'
wig twisted up when I raise up man, bitch
what you lookin' at, hoe ass nigga, what's up hoe,
fuck this shit, ayy what's up man
come out your punk ass titties you bitch,
Dm 
I give a fuck, I bar none in  this bitch, you
know you see me co -fill wherever they wanna go,
you know what sayin' man, fuck this
All these motherfuckers rockin' me down tight,
but it's no shit,
Snitch motherfuckers got me in this motherfucker,
you know what I'm sayin', man?
Ayy, what the fuck is this shit, man?
What's up, nigga?
Give me a cigarette, bro
I'm like, give me a cigarette, bro
Nigga, I'll take a cigarette,
bitch, get back
Ayy, what's up, man?
Ayy, you nigga better raise up, man
Get out, motherfucker
Hit that phone, man
Hit that phone, bitch
Hit that phone, man
Hey, hey, fuck that nigga though,
man.
I'm fixing to get out of this
motherfucker.
No shit.
Damn.