Rat heads get but cheese y'all (The nigga that talks, a bitch) Rat heads get but cheese y'all (The nigga that talks, a bitch)
Rat get nothin' but cheese y'all (The nigga that talks, a bitch) Rat heads get nothin' but y'all (The that talks, he's a bitch)
VWould you look, would you be snitchin', talkin', rattin' All up in the joint, man, singin', Talkin' all that old really fruitful raff ass shit, mayn on every nigga in the muthafuckin' dope game
He's like a mice Popo's about 25 to life But niggas do the time, and pay the price, though Rat give up game to the vice, you know
Trick sap wanna hang hisself like a Just because he got popped 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' weight So they offer that man police protection He couldn't be from the or the south my side of town don't go runnin' off at the mouth
Mickey spilled his guts He said, "They all Chevys and Cuts'" But they let him out without a ass nigga, he straight ratted us out
But since he sang such a good The pigs even gave his ass a home The mice couldn't read braille They him sit in the front seat, and drove him all over Vallejo
Popo's gives up no slack, all through the tracks 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 played the role of a pussy Little old peck, crevas fagot Nigga sold out, and now he wears a jacket
On the turf they to get with his p.g. But it'll draw too much heat, so they patiently He won't be 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 the V Town, Duke 707" Niggas and bitches was and shit, havin a fit
He said, "I even E-40 and the fuckin' click" They near shitted, boss Not knownin' that the nigga was his ass off Meanwhile, back in
Brothers gettin' 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 in that muthafucka hella deep No funk, no static, nobody's 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 hold it in, and get stuck
gettin' poked in the backroom Fools goi' home like perfume Nothin' but from different towns A full of Nino Browns
Shootin' pool, playin' and dominos Niggas jackin' off decks and point o's all good, 'cause nobody gives a fuck But who pops up (The nigga that talks, a bitch)
Vallejo yelled out (Snitch) Mobbed his ass, beat him down to the And straight bezerk