Lyrical Breakdown of Snitches & Rats (ChopNotSlop remix) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Snitches & Rats (ChopNotSlop remix)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 21 Savage weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Snitches & Rats (ChopNotSlop remix)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Snitches and rats, snitches and rats Snitches and rats, they all get whacked (pussy) He told on his brother (pussy), his brother told back (pussy) They say that they twins, we call them Siamese rats, Siamese rats, Siamese rats (yeah) And, oh, yeah, man Watch out for them snitches, man, you hear me? (Yeah) Watch out for them niggas hangin' with them snitches too (yeah), shit Don't say alot about you, my G (yeah) Yeah (yeah), SAVAGE MODE II (yeah), chopped up and not slopped up DJ Slim K (if Young Metro, Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you) Snitches, snitches and rats, snitches, snitches and rats Snitches, snitches and rats, they all get whacked (pussy) He told, he told on his brother (pussy), his brother told back (pussy) They say that, they say that they twins, we call them Siamese rats (On God) Snitches, snitches and rats, snitches, snitches and rats We snatchin', we snatchin' your jewelry (On God) and takin' your pack (Lil' bitch) Snitches and rats, snitches, snitches and rats (pussy) We cut off his tail and put slugs in his hat (facts) You talk, you talk on the internet, we talk in the street (21) Kel-Tec .223, like D-Wade, I love my heat (21) Glock, Glock 19 in the booth, it's on the seat (pussy) Black Air Force 1s in the field, them my cleats (pu-) Caught a rap nigga down bad Now his ass in a body bag (big facts) Sound real tough when you makin' them songs (body bag) Where the fuck is your bodies at? (Body bag) Say you want smoke with that Big 4L (21) Where the fuck is your 'partments at? (21) Been stepped on them, they ain't talkin'-talkin' 'bout shit (pussy) Them niggas a welcome mat Shawty, shawty was speakin' them facts (on God) Shawty ain't talkin' to rats (on God) Niggas know, nigga know Nudy my twin Playin' with cuh, a nigga get whacked (facts) You ain't-you ain't gon' slide, you a ho, dawg (pussy) Spinned a nigga block, then we rode off (pussy) Young COUPE, Young COUPE tryna up the score, dawg Chevy was busy, so I took 4 God Snitches, snitches and rats, snitches, snitches and rats Snitches, snitches and rats, they all get whacked (pussy) He told, he told on his brother (pussy), his brother told back (pussy) They say that they twins, we call them Siamese rats (on God) Snitches and rats (21), snitches and rats (21) We snatchin' your jewelry (On God) and takin', takin' your pack (lil' bitch) Snitches and rats (pussy), snitches, snitches and rats (pussy) We cut off his tail and put slugs in his hat (slime) Black and white gon' tell it, and you snitchin', pussy, I don't smell it Real convicted fe-felon strapped up loaded shit, this lethal weapon (lethal) Bless you pussy niggas with this weapon, send you straight to heaven Man I, man I pray to God you pussy niggas don't test me, I'm gon' bless you Hope you niggas retaliate, don't tell them peoples or your mama (damn) Niggas like to dry-dry snitch when shit get real, wanna go tell they mama Go-got to keep this shit twenty-one hundred, don't you fold under pressure Fuck your honor, you know they try to give you a hundred Yeah, niggas be scared, they catchin' a hundred Snitches and rats, we gon' feed him a hundred (word) I spent that money, blue cheese (whew) All these rap niggas gon' follow the cheese Niggas be scared, they catchin' a hundred Snitches and rats, we gon' feed him a hundred (word) I spent that money, blue cheese (whew) All these rap niggas gon' follow the cheese Niggas be scared, they catchin' a hundred Snitches and rats, we gon' feed him a hundred (word) I spent that money, blue cheese (whew) All these rap niggas gon' follow the cheese- Trade ones with my brudda, the other shit, you know we bust 'em (we bust 'em) I don't fuckin' trust ya, if you ain't Metro, we gon' bust ya Snitches and rats, snitches and rats Snitches and rats, they all, they all get whacked (pussy) He told, he told on his brother (pussy), his brother, his brother told back (pussy) They say that, they say that they twins, we call them Siamese rats (on God) Snitches, snitches and rats (21), snitches, snitches and rats (21) We snatchin', we snatchin' your jewelry (on God) and takin' your pack (lil' bitch) Snitches, snitches and rats (pussy), snitches, snitches and rats (pussy) We cut off, cut off his tail and put slugs in his hat (facts) Roll the window down, squeeze Fuck it, spin again while they grieve Roll the window down, squeeze Fuck it, spin again while they grieve Roll the window down, squeeze Fuck it, spin again while they grieve Roll the window down, squeeze