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Artist :E-40
Album :Federal
Title :

Rat Heads

Rat heads get nothin but cheese y'all
(The nigga that talkshe's a bitch) 4x

[ VERSE 1 ]
Would you lookwould you listen
Niggas be snitchintalkinrattin
All up in the jointmansinginchattin
Talkin all that old really fruitful riff-raff-ass shitmayn
Speakin on every nigga in the muthafuckin dope game
He's scared like a mice
Po-po's talkin about 25 to life
But real niggas do the timeand pay the pricethough
Rat heads give up game to the viceyou know
Trick sap wanna hang hisself like a dick
Just because he got popped with a half a zip
Chow timeniggas rush for the vittles
But rat head wants to the talk to the po-pos
Get me outta heredudeI'm losin weight stressin
So they offer that man some police protection
He couldn't be from the Hillside or the south
Cause my side of town don't go runnin off at the mouth
Mickey Mouse spilled his guts
He said"They all drive Chevys and Cuts'"
But they let him out without a doubt
Nothin-ass niggahe straight ratted us out

[ VERSE 2 ]
But since he sang such a good song
The pigs even gave his ass a ride home
The blind mice couldn't read braille
They made him sit in the front seatand drove him all over Vallejo
Popo's gives up no slackall through the dope tracks
Lettin this shit really be knownjack
To get a bit too farkind of ridiculously
Handed the rat some moneyand said"Nnow you work for me"
He was all for the scratchseeand just like a batchgee
The nigga played the role of a pussy
Little old peckcrevas-faced faggot
Nigga sold outand now he wears a snitch jacket
On the turf they wants to get with his p.g.
But it'll draw too much heatso they wait patiently
He won't be seen no time soon
Cause in the V-Town he's doomed
Packed up and straight cut to susun
Got in the grill with all the hoods and thugs
Expressin"I'm from the V-Townduke 707"
Niggas and bitches was trippin and shithavin a fit
He said"I even know E-40 and the fuckin Click"
They damn near shittedboss
Not knownin that the nigga was lyin his ass off
Meanwhileback in Vallejo
Brothers gettin knocked for possession of sale
The other races get away cleanbrother
But niggaswe always gotta rat on each other

[ VERSE 3 ]
A party jumps off on Blueberg Street
Vallejo niggas in that muthafucka hella deep
No funkno staticnobody's thinkin about a war
We got Grump in the houseRhythm Xand hoes galore
Baththub full of liqor and wine
M.D. 20/20Ever Clearand Rossi wine
All the danksters gather up
They play the five second game. hold it inand get stupid stuck
Hoes gettin poked in the backroom
Fools goin home smellin like perfume
Nothin but ballers from different towns
A house full of Nino Browns
Shootin poolplayin craps and dominos
Niggas jackin off decks and five point o's
It's all goodcause nobody gives a fuck
But look who pops up
(The nigga that talkshe's a bitch)
Vallejo niggas yelled out (Snitch!)
Mobbed his assbeat him down to the dirt
And straight went bezerk


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