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

Rat heads get nothin' but cheese
(The nigga talks, he's a bitch)
Rat heads get nothin' but cheese
(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 in the muthafuckin' dope game

scared like a mice
Popo's talkin' 25 to life
But real niggas do the time, and pay the price,
Rat heads give up to the vice, you know

sap wanna hang hisself like a dick
Just because he got with a half a zip
Chow time, niggas for the vittles
But rat head wants to the to the popo's

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

Mickey Mouse his guts
He said, "They all Chevys and Cuts'"
But they let him out without a
Nothin' ass nigga, he ratted us out

But since he such a good song
The pigs gave his ass a ride home
The blind mice read braille
They made him sit in the seat, and drove him all over Vallejo

gives up no slack, all through the dope tracks
Lettin' this shit really be known,
To get a bit too far, kind of
Handed the rat money, and said, "Now you work for me"

He was all for the scratch, see, and like a batch, gee
The played the role of a pussy
old peck, crevas faced fagot
Nigga out, and now he wears a snitch jacket

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

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

He said, "I even E-40 and the fuckin' click"
They damn shitted, boss
Not knownin' that the was lyin' his ass off
Meanwhile, back in

Brothers knocked for possession of sale
The other races get clean, brother
But niggas, we always gotta rat on each

A party jumps off on Blueberg
Vallejo niggas in that muthafucka 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
They play the five second game it in, and get stupid stuck

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

Shootin' pool, playin' craps and
jackin' off decks and five point o's
It's all good, nobody gives a fuck
But who pops up
(The nigga talks, he's a bitch)

niggas yelled out
(Snitch)
Mobbed his ass, him down to the dirt
And straight bezerk