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Everybody Wanna Rat

by The LOX

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Hey yo, it's fucked up, in your right hand Flash his badge with his left hand on some Donnie Brascoe shit Forget about it, made men, should hang with made men Not the wife and children, that's when rats come in It be your girl in the parlor, talking like shit rich And next to her, gettin' her nails done is your enemy's bitch Now you stuck 'cause she in there, leaking, speaking Not knowing, she being followed on the decan Niggas talk to feds like, it's a sport Lord, forbid the head nigga get caught And watch the whole family tree break down, faster than you thought I watch the nigga with my own eyes get knocked, no doubt Next week he outside front, how he get out? Now that's guapo, nigga moved his family talk [Incomprehensible] Mexico for safety you get twist for that sammy shit Thinking that you threw with the feds and all that That's when they got you, just like that kid from Strapped I stay clear to mumblers who mumble to the cops Brick fumblers who just want a nigga popped But the only thing I pop is my burners in the dark Yo, it's like that cha'll, time to stack y'all Nowadays everybody wanna rat cha'll And it don't even matter where you at cha'll When the feds come and get you, that's that cha'll It's like that cha'll, time to stack y'all Nowadays everybody wanna rat cha'll And it don't even matter where you at cha'll When the feds come and get you, that's that cha'll Fake lieuteno on a sing, make a demo Switch up ya ammo, fill out the memo Now, you got the dogs locked up in the kennel Rat, talking to the cops like that On a 3-4 P, you can't cop like that You ain't have a chance, fly from Japan Talk to the judge, get you out the can My man had the same case, that's my word Spent three years in the same place, he still there Came down for a pill, it was still real there Money came between us, know you seen us Move like the teamsters in the beamers Get blacked down and hit the cleaners Feds know everything, who bled and everything Before we got red, honey's giving us head Heroin and guns is on the files of Styles But they came in the crib, lifting the towel Heard the Sergent scream out, "Start stripping the child" And they blew down the door [Incomprehensible] snitching involved Wonder who? A boss, or a nigga under you Probably figure it out when you sit for one or two Six months in bail is how you catch a snail Moving real slow, tryin' to steal dough Yo, it's like that cha'll, time to stack y'all Nowadays everybody wanna rat cha'll And it don't even matter where you at cha'll When the feds come and get you, that's that cha'll It's like that cha'll, time to stack y'all Nowadays everybody wanna rat cha'll And it don't even matter where you at cha'll When the feds come and get you, that's that cha'll Lies to the story, mine's yours and the truth What you talk for? They ain't even had no proof But you play this street business all in the street To visit him now, you gotta drive for a week What you expect? Messing with the guard so tough Fuck calling his bluff, they made him put his cards up Your hands, your wrists and neck was rocked up Now 23 hours a day you locked up Your girl, she out in the world, knocked up By some cat you supposed that shot up Man enough to eat steak wit 'em, get cake 'em But you scared to go upstate wit 'em Where you going? You won't get good sleep no more See, the street no more or skeet no more Ride around in the P with the heat no more From top to not even on your feet no more 'Fore they gave ya any time, you spoke your mind Since they giving out jerseys, get on line For your football numbers, wanna take us all under What happened to shorty? They gave him tall numbers I don't think so, I don't think so either But he told 'em, every thing he knew and made 'Em hit the [Incomprehensible] Yo, it's like that cha'll, time to stack y'all Nowadays everybody wanna rat cha'll And it don't even matter where you at cha'll When the feds come and get you, that's that cha'll It's like that cha'll, time to stack y'all Nowadays everybody wanna rat cha'll And it don't even matter where you at cha'll When the feds come and get you, that's that cha'll It's like that cha'll, time to stack y'all Nowadays everybody wanna rat cha'll And it don't even matter where you at cha'll When the feds come and get you, that's that cha'll It's like that cha'll, time to stack y'all Nowadays everybody wanna rat cha'll And it don't even matter where you at cha'll When the feds come and get you, that's that cha'll It's like that cha'll, time to stack y'all

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