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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Popo's gives up no slack, all through the tracks
Lettin' this shit 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 nigga played the role of a
Little old peck, crevas fagot
Nigga sold out, and now he a snitch jacket

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

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 E-40 and the click"
They damn shitted, boss
Not that the nigga was lyin' his ass off
Meanwhile, in Vallejo

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

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 wine
All the danksters up
They play the five second game it in, and get stupid stuck

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

Shootin' pool, craps and dominos
jackin' off decks and five point o's
It's all good, 'cause 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 bezerk