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letra de stop snitching (demo 2) - a$ap rocky

lyrics from rolling loud california 2025 performance

[intro]
boy, this how rich n-ggas livin’, everything cost too much
boy, this how rich n-ggas livin’, everything cost too much

[chorus: a$ap rocky]
drop-top benz with all my pendants
middle finger up, never pointin’ with my index
’bout to buy a stop sign shirt to stop the snitchin’
my glock-9, hairstyle, both got extensions

[verse: a$ap rocky]
ayy, everything cost too much
these n-ggas, they saw too much
these b-tches, they talk too much
his b-tch, it cost too much
look, burnt n-ggas ain’t walk too much like such and such
says, “ho, don’t keep in touch”
just look, don’t [?], don’t touch
n-ggas snitch and they told (yeah)
did a big [?]
came home, he a clone
like they don’t even know him
all his partners in the room
sleepin’ with his baby mom
they was stackin’ on his phone
they been snitchin’ all along
these days, these n-ggas from a different school
these days, these young n-ggas make snitchin’ cool
youngins play by different rules, look, uh
i’m from where n-ggas talk and get physical
n-ggas shoot and get critical
when n-ggas die, it get biblical
ygs to ogs, stay the f-ck up off the interviews
you was just on say cheese, talkin’ like interrogation room
[?] for the whole team (yeah), you was throwin’ up the big b’s
your partner do the big c’s, now you servin’ fifteen
[refrain: a$ap rocky]
gucci jeans with the stones
like the old jim jones (uh)
been did rick, did chrome (yeah)
we was so thin back then, just skin and bones (uh)
look how much we grown (yeah)
we done been through it all (all)
to the end from the start, let’s go (boy)
gucci jeans with the stones
like the old jim jones
been did rick, did chrome
see, all of these n-ggas is frauds

[break: bossman dlow]
boy, this how rich n-ggas livin’, everything cost too much
boy, this how rich n-ggas livin’, everything cost too much, boy
i be on that boss sh-t, briefcase full of racks (boy)
go get you some dog sh-t, bet she throw that cat

[chorus: a$ap rocky]
drop-top benzes, all my pendants
middle finger up, never pointin’ with my index
’bout to buy a stop sign shirt to stop the snitchin’
my glock-9, hairstyle, short just like your sentence (haha)

[refrain: a$ap rocky]
gucci jeans with the stones
like the old jim jones (uh)
been did rick, did chrome (yeah)
we was so thin back then, just skin and bones (uh)
look how much we grown (yeah)
we done been through it all (all)
to the end from the start, let’s go
[outro]
boy
boy
boy

- aap rocky

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