| 作词 : Hayes, Stevens, Whiteman | |
| Rat heads get nothin but cheese y'all | |
| (the nigga that talks, he's a bitch) 4x | |
| [ verse 1 ] | |
| Would you look, would you listen | |
| Niggas be snitchin, talkin, rattin | |
| All up in the joint, man, singin, chattin | |
| Talkin all that old really fruitful riff-raff-ass shit, mayn | |
| Speakin on every nigga in the mutha****in dope game | |
| He's scared like a mice | |
| Po-po's talkin about 25 to life | |
| But real niggas do the time, and pay the price, though | |
| Rat heads give up game to the vice, you know | |
| Trick sap wanna hang hisself like a dick | |
| Just because he got popped with a half a zip | |
| Chow time, niggas rush for the vittles | |
| But rat head wants to the talk to the po-pos | |
| Get me outta here, dude, i'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 nigga, he 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 seat, and drove him all over vallejo | |
| Popo's gives up no slack, all through the dope tracks | |
| Lettin this shit really be known, jack | |
| To get a bit too far, kind of ridiculously | |
| Handed the rat some money, and said, "nnow you work for me" | |
| He was all for the scratch, see, and just like a batch, gee | |
| The nigga played the role of a pussy | |
| Little old peck, crevas-faced faggot | |
| Nigga sold out, and now he wears a snitch jacket | |
| On the turf they wants to get with his p.g. | |
| But it'll draw too much heat, so 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-town, duke 707" | |
| Niggas and bitches was trippin and shit, havin a fit | |
| He said, "i even know e-40 and the ****in click" | |
| They damn near shitted, boss | |
| Not knownin that the nigga was lyin his ass off | |
| Meanwhile, back in vallejo | |
| Brothers gettin knocked for possession of sale | |
| The other races get away clean, brother | |
| But niggas, we always gotta rat on each other | |
| [ verse 3 ] | |
| A party jumps off on blueberg street | |
| Vallejo niggas in that mutha****a hella deep | |
| No funk, no static, nobody's thinkin about a war | |
| We got grump in the house, rhythm x, and hoes galore | |
| Baththub full of liqor and wine | |
| M.d. 20/20, ever clear, and rossi wine | |
| All the danksters gather up | |
| They play the five second game. hold it in, and 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 pool, playin craps and dominos | |
| Niggas jackin off decks and five point o's | |
| It's all good, cause nobody gives a **** | |
| But look who pops up | |
| (the nigga that talks, he's a bitch) | |
| Vallejo niggas yelled out (snitch!) | |
| Mobbed his ass, beat him down to the dirt | |
| And straight went bezerk |
| zuo ci : Hayes, Stevens, Whiteman | |
| Rat heads get nothin but cheese y' all | |
| the nigga that talks, he' s a bitch 4x | |
| verse 1 | |
| Would you look, would you listen | |
| Niggas be snitchin, talkin, rattin | |
| All up in the joint, man, singin, chattin | |
| Talkin all that old really fruitful riffraffass shit, mayn | |
| Speakin on every nigga in the mutha in dope game | |
| He' s scared like a mice | |
| Popo' s talkin about 25 to life | |
| But real niggas do the time, and pay the price, though | |
| Rat heads give up game to the vice, you know | |
| Trick sap wanna hang hisself like a dick | |
| Just because he got popped with a half a zip | |
| Chow time, niggas rush for the vittles | |
| But rat head wants to the talk to the popos | |
| Get me outta here, dude, i' 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 | |
| Nothinass nigga, he 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 seat, and drove him all over vallejo | |
| Popo' s gives up no slack, all through the dope tracks | |
| Lettin this shit really be known, jack | |
| To get a bit too far, kind of ridiculously | |
| Handed the rat some money, and said, " nnow you work for me" | |
| He was all for the scratch, see, and just like a batch, gee | |
| The nigga played the role of a pussy | |
| Little old peck, crevasfaced faggot | |
| Nigga sold out, and now he wears a snitch jacket | |
| On the turf they wants to get with his p. g. | |
| But it' ll draw too much heat, so they wait patiently | |
| He won' t be seen no time soon | |
| Cause in the vtown 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 vtown, duke 707" | |
| Niggas and bitches was trippin and shit, havin a fit | |
| He said, " i even know e40 and the in click" | |
| They damn near shitted, boss | |
| Not knownin that the nigga was lyin his ass off | |
| Meanwhile, back in vallejo | |
| Brothers gettin knocked for possession of sale | |
| The other races get away clean, brother | |
| But niggas, we always gotta rat on each other | |
| verse 3 | |
| A party jumps off on blueberg street | |
| Vallejo niggas in that mutha a hella deep | |
| No funk, no static, nobody' s thinkin about a war | |
| We got grump in the house, rhythm x, and hoes galore | |
| Baththub full of liqor and wine | |
| M. d. 20 20, ever clear, and rossi wine | |
| All the danksters gather up | |
| They play the five second game. hold it in, and 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 pool, playin craps and dominos | |
| Niggas jackin off decks and five point o' s | |
| It' s all good, cause nobody gives a | |
| But look who pops up | |
| the nigga that talks, he' s a bitch | |
| Vallejo niggas yelled out snitch! | |
| Mobbed his ass, beat him down to the dirt | |
| And straight went bezerk |
| zuò cí : Hayes, Stevens, Whiteman | |
| Rat heads get nothin but cheese y' all | |
| the nigga that talks, he' s a bitch 4x | |
| verse 1 | |
| Would you look, would you listen | |
| Niggas be snitchin, talkin, rattin | |
| All up in the joint, man, singin, chattin | |
| Talkin all that old really fruitful riffraffass shit, mayn | |
| Speakin on every nigga in the mutha in dope game | |
| He' s scared like a mice | |
| Popo' s talkin about 25 to life | |
| But real niggas do the time, and pay the price, though | |
| Rat heads give up game to the vice, you know | |
| Trick sap wanna hang hisself like a dick | |
| Just because he got popped with a half a zip | |
| Chow time, niggas rush for the vittles | |
| But rat head wants to the talk to the popos | |
| Get me outta here, dude, i' 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 | |
| Nothinass nigga, he 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 seat, and drove him all over vallejo | |
| Popo' s gives up no slack, all through the dope tracks | |
| Lettin this shit really be known, jack | |
| To get a bit too far, kind of ridiculously | |
| Handed the rat some money, and said, " nnow you work for me" | |
| He was all for the scratch, see, and just like a batch, gee | |
| The nigga played the role of a pussy | |
| Little old peck, crevasfaced faggot | |
| Nigga sold out, and now he wears a snitch jacket | |
| On the turf they wants to get with his p. g. | |
| But it' ll draw too much heat, so they wait patiently | |
| He won' t be seen no time soon | |
| Cause in the vtown 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 vtown, duke 707" | |
| Niggas and bitches was trippin and shit, havin a fit | |
| He said, " i even know e40 and the in click" | |
| They damn near shitted, boss | |
| Not knownin that the nigga was lyin his ass off | |
| Meanwhile, back in vallejo | |
| Brothers gettin knocked for possession of sale | |
| The other races get away clean, brother | |
| But niggas, we always gotta rat on each other | |
| verse 3 | |
| A party jumps off on blueberg street | |
| Vallejo niggas in that mutha a hella deep | |
| No funk, no static, nobody' s thinkin about a war | |
| We got grump in the house, rhythm x, and hoes galore | |
| Baththub full of liqor and wine | |
| M. d. 20 20, ever clear, and rossi wine | |
| All the danksters gather up | |
| They play the five second game. hold it in, and 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 pool, playin craps and dominos | |
| Niggas jackin off decks and five point o' s | |
| It' s all good, cause nobody gives a | |
| But look who pops up | |
| the nigga that talks, he' s a bitch | |
| Vallejo niggas yelled out snitch! | |
| Mobbed his ass, beat him down to the dirt | |
| And straight went bezerk |
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