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Lox - Everybody Wanna Rat lyrics

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[Sheek]<br />

Uh, yo, yo<br />

Hey Yo it's fucked up, in the right hand<br />

Flash his badge with his left hand<br />

On some Donnie Brascoe shit, forget about it<br />

Made men, should hang with made men<br />

Not the wife and children, that's when rats come in<br />

It be your girl in the palor, talking like shit rich<br />

And next to her, gettin her nails done is your enemy's bitch<br />

Now you stuck, 'cause she in there, leeking, speaking<br />

Not knowing, she being, followed, on the decan<br />

Niggas talk to feds like, it's a sport<br />

Lord forbid the head nigga get caught<br />

And watch the whole family tree break down, faster than you thought<br />

I watch the nigga with my own eyes get knocked, no doubt<br />

Next week he outside front, how he get out?<br />

Now that's guapo nigga ?? his family talk ??<br />

Mexico for safety you get twist for that sammy shit<br />

Thinking you threw with the feds and all that<br />

That's when they got you, just like that kid from Strapped<br />

I stay, clear to mubblers who mubble to the cops<br />

Brick fumblers who just want a nigga popped<br />

But the only thing I pop is my burners in the dark<br />

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CHORUS<br />

[Jadakiss]<br />

Yo it's like that cha'll (that cha'll) Time to stack ya'll (stack ya'll)<br />

Nowadays everybody wanna rat cha'll (wanna rat cha'll)<br />

And it don't even matter where you at cha'll (where you at cha'll)<br />

When the feds come and get you that's that cha'll (that's that cha'll)<br />

[Repeat]<br />

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[Styles]<br />

Fake lieuteno, on a sing, make a demo<br />

Switch up ya ammo, fill out the memo<br />

Now you got the dogs locked up in the kennel<br />

Rat, talking to the cops like that<br />

On a 3-4 P you can't cop like that<br />

You ain't have a chance, fly from Japan<br />

Talk to the judge, get you out the can<br />

My man had the same case (that's my word)<br />

Spent three years in the same place, He still there<br />

Came down for a pill, it was still real there<br />

Money came between us, know you seen us<br />

Move like the teamsters in the beamers<br />

Get blacked down and hit the cleaners<br />

The feds know everything, who bled and everything<br />

Before we got red, honeys giving us head<br />

Herion and guns is on the files of Styles<br />

But they came in the crib, lifting the towel<br />

Heard the sergent scream out "start stripping the child"<br />

And they blew down the door ?? snitching involved<br />

Wonder who? A boss, or a nigga under you<br />

Probably figure it out, when you sit for one or two<br />

Six months in bail, is how you catch a snail<br />

Moving real slow, tryin to steal dough<br />

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CHORUS<br />

<br />

[Jadakiss]<br />

Lies to the story, mines yours and the truth<br />

What you talk for? They ain't even had no proof<br />

But you play this street business, all in the street<br />

To visit him now, you gotta drive for a week<br />

What you expect? Messing with the guard so tough<br />

Fuck calling his bluff, they made him put his cards up<br />

Your hands, wrists, and neck was rocked up<br />

Now 23 hours a day you locked up<br />

Your girl, she out in the world, knocked up<br />

By some cat you supposed that shot up<br />

Man enough to eat steak wit em, get cake em<br />

But you scared to go upstate wit em<br />

Where you going, you won't get good sleep no more<br />

See the street no more, or skeet no more<br />

Ride around in the P, with the heat no more<br />

From top to not even on your feet no more<br />

'Fore they gave ya any time, you spoke your mind<br />

Since they giving out jerseys, get on line<br />

For your football numbers, wanna take us all under<br />

What happened to shorty? They gave him tall numbers<br />

I don't think so, I don't think so either<br />

But he told em every thing he knew and made em hit the ??<br />

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CHORUS to fade

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