Rat Heads

(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 muthafuckin 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