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

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

VWould you look, you listen
be snitchin', talkin', rattin'
All up in the joint, man, singin',
all that old really fruitful riff raff ass shit, mayn
Speakin' on every nigga in the muthafuckin' dope

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

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

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

Mouse spilled his guts
He said, "They all drive and Cuts'"
But they let him out a doubt
ass nigga, he straight ratted us out

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

Popo's gives up no slack, all through the dope
Lettin' shit really be known, jack
To get a bit too far, kind of
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
old peck, crevas faced fagot
Nigga sold out, and now he wears a snitch

On the they wants to get with his p.g.
But it'll too much heat, so they wait patiently
He be seen no time soon
'Cause in the V Town doomed

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

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

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

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

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

Hoes gettin' in the backroom
Fools goi' home like perfume
Nothin' but ballers different towns
A house full of Nino

pool, playin' craps and dominos
Niggas jackin' off and five point o's
It's all good, 'cause gives a fuck
But who pops up
(The nigga that talks, a bitch)

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