Rat heads get but cheese y'all (The nigga that talks, a bitch) Rat heads get nothin' but cheese (The that talks, he's a bitch)
Rat get nothin' but cheese y'all (The nigga that talks, a bitch) Rat heads get but cheese y'all (The nigga talks, he's a bitch)
you look, would you listen be snitchin', talkin', rattin' All up in the joint, man, singin', Talkin' all that old really fruitful raff ass shit, mayn Speakin' on nigga in the muthafuckin' dope game
scared like a mice Popo's talkin' 25 to life But niggas do the time, and pay the price, though Rat heads up game to the vice, you know
Trick sap wanna hisself like a dick Just because he got popped a half a zip Chow time, niggas for the vittles But rat wants to the talk to the popo's
Get me outta here, dude, I'm losin' weight So they offer that man police protection He couldn't be the Hillside or the south my side of town don't go runnin' off at the mouth
Mickey Mouse his guts He said, "They all drive and Cuts'" But let him out without a doubt Nothin' ass nigga, he straight us out
But since he sang such a song The pigs gave his ass a ride home The blind couldn't read braille They made him sit in the seat, and drove him all over Vallejo
Popo's gives up no slack, all through the dope Lettin' this shit be known, jack To get a bit too far, of ridiculously Handed the rat some money, and said, "Now you for me"
He was all for the scratch, see, and just a batch, gee The nigga played the role of a Little old peck, crevas faced Nigga sold out, and now he wears a snitch
On the turf wants to get with his p.g. But it'll draw too much heat, so wait patiently He be seen no time soon 'Cause in the V he's doomed
Packed up and straight cut to Got in the grill with all the and thugs Expressin, "I'm the V Town, Duke 707" Niggas and bitches was and shit, havin a fit
He said, "I even know and the fuckin' click" They near shitted, boss Not knownin' that the nigga was his ass off Meanwhile, back in
Brothers gettin' knocked for of sale The other races get away clean, But niggas, we always rat on each other
A jumps off on Blueberg Street Vallejo niggas in muthafucka hella deep No funk, no static, thinkin' about a war We got Grump in the house, X, and hoes galore
Baththub full of and wine M.D. 20/20, Ever Clear, and Rossi All the gather up play the five second game hold it in, and get stupid stuck
Hoes gettin' in the backroom Fools home smellin' like perfume Nothin' but from different towns A house full of Nino
Shootin' pool, craps and dominos Niggas jackin' off and five point o's It's all good, 'cause nobody gives a But who pops up (The that talks, he's a bitch)
niggas yelled out (Snitch) Mobbed his ass, beat him down to the And straight went