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

Rat heads get 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
Niggas be snitchin', talkin',
All up in the joint, man, singin',
Talkin' all that old really fruitful riff raff ass shit,
Speakin' on every in the muthafuckin' dope game

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

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

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

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

But since he sang such a song
The pigs gave his ass a ride home
The blind mice couldn't read
They made him sit in the front seat, and drove him all over

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

On the turf they 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 trippin' and shit, a fit

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

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

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 galore

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

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

pool, playin' craps and dominos
Niggas jackin' off and five point o's
all good, 'cause nobody gives a fuck
But who pops up
(The nigga that talks, a bitch)

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