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Rat heads get nothin' but y'all
(The nigga talks, he's a bitch)
Rat get nothin' but cheese y'all
(The nigga that talks, a bitch)

Rat get nothin' but cheese y'all
(The nigga talks, he's a bitch)
Rat get nothin' but cheese y'all
(The that talks, he's a bitch)

you look, would you listen
Niggas be snitchin', talkin',
All up in the joint, man, singin',
all that old really fruitful riff raff ass shit, mayn
Speakin' on every nigga in the muthafuckin' 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 hang hisself like a
Just because he got with a half a zip
Chow time, niggas rush for the
But rat head wants to the talk to the

Get me outta here, dude, I'm losin' stressin'
So they that man some police protection
He be from the Hillside or the south
'Cause my side of town don't go runnin' off at the

Mickey Mouse spilled his
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 good
The pigs even gave his ass a ride
The blind mice couldn't braille
They made him sit in the front seat, and drove him all Vallejo

gives up no slack, all through the dope tracks
Lettin' this really be known, jack
To get a bit too far, kind of
the rat some money, and said, "Now you work 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 fagot
Nigga sold out, and now he a snitch jacket

On the they wants to get with his p.g.
But it'll draw too much heat, so they patiently
He won't be seen no soon
'Cause in the V Town he's

Packed up and cut to susun
Got in the grill all the hoods and thugs
Expressin, "I'm from the V Town, 707"
Niggas and bitches was trippin' and shit, a fit

He said, "I even know and the fuckin' click"
They near shitted, boss
Not that the nigga was lyin' his ass off
Meanwhile, back in

gettin' knocked for possession of sale
The races get away clean, brother
But niggas, we always gotta rat on each

A party jumps off on Street
Vallejo niggas in that muthafucka deep
No funk, no static, nobody's thinkin' a war
We got in the house, Rhythm X, and hoes galore

Baththub of liqor and wine
M.D. 20/20, Ever Clear, and wine
All the gather up
They the five second game hold it in, and get stupid stuck

Hoes gettin' in the backroom
goi' home smellin' like perfume
Nothin' but from different towns
A house of Nino Browns

pool, playin' craps and dominos
Niggas jackin' off decks and point o's
It's all good, nobody gives a fuck
But look who up
(The that talks, he's a bitch)

Vallejo niggas out
(Snitch)
his ass, beat him down to the dirt
And straight went