Leggi il Testo, scopri il Significato e guarda il Video musicale di Everybody Wanna Rat di The LOX contenuta nell'album Money, Power & Respect. “Everybody Wanna Rat” è una canzone di The LOX. Everybody Wanna Rat Lyrics.
TESTO - The LOX - Everybody Wanna Rat
TESTO - The LOX - Everybody Wanna Rat
Uh, yo, yo
Ayo, it's fucked up, in your right hand, flashed his badge
With his left hand on some Donnie Brasco 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 talkin' like she rich
And next to her, gettin' her nails done, is your enemy's bitch
Now you stuck 'cause she in there leakin', speakin'
Not knowin' she being followed on the Deegan
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 watched the nigga with my own eyes get knocked, no doubt
Next week he outside front, how he get out?
Now that's coopo, nigga moved his family to el guapo
Mexico for safety you get twist for that Sammy shit
Thinkin' that you through with the feds and all that
That's when they got you, just like that kid from Strapped
I stay clear of the 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, y'all (That, y'all), time to stack, y'all (Stack, y'all)
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Cause nowadays everybody wanna rat, y'all (Rat, y'all)
And it don't even matter where you at, y'all (Where you at, y'all)
When the feds come and get you that's that, y'all (That, y'all)
It's like that, y'all (That, y'all), time to stack, y'all (Stack, y'all)
Nowadays everybody wanna rat, y'all (Rat, y'all)
And it don't even matter where you at, y'all (Where you at, y'all)
When the feds come and get you that's that, y'all (That's that, y'all)
Fake lieuten-o, wanna sing? Make a demo
Switch up your ammo, fill out the memo
Now you got the dogs locked up in the kennel
Rat, talking to the cops like that
Under three for a 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 (Skrrt)
Move like the teamsters in the Bimmers (Word)
Get blacked down and hit the cleaners
The feds know everything, who bled and everything
Before we got read, honeys giving us head
Heroin and guns is on the files of Styles
But they came in the crib, lifting the towel
Heard the sergeant scream out, "Start stripping the child"
And they blew down the door frame like snitchin' involved
Wonder who? A boss, or a nigga under you
Probably figure it out when you sit for one or two
Six months and bail is how you catch a snail
Movin' real slow, tryin' to steal dough
Yo, it's like that, y'all (That, y'all), time to stack, y'all (Stack, y'all)
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Cause nowadays everybody wanna rat, y'all (Rat, y'all)
And it don't even matter where you at, y'all (Where you at, y'all)
When the feds come and get you that's that, y'all (That, y'all)
It's like that, y'all (That, y'all), time to stack, y'all (Stack, y'all)
Nowadays everybody wanna rat, y'all (Rat, y'all)
And it don't even matter where you at, y'all (Where you at, y'all)
When the feds come and get you that's that, y'all (That's that, y'all)
There's three sides to a story, mines 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 god so tough
Fuck callin' his bluff, they made him put his cards up
Your hands, wrists, and neck was rocked up
Now twenty-three 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 with 'em, get cake with 'em
But you scared to go upstate with '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 on top to not even on your feet no more
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Fore they gave you 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 a believer
Yo, it's like that, y'all (That, y'all), time to stack, y'all (Stack, y'all)
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Cause nowadays everybody wanna rat, y'all (Rat, y'all)
And it don't even matter where you at, y'all (Where you at, y'all)
When the feds come and get you that's that, y'all (That, y'all)
It's like that, y'all (That, y'all), time to stack, y'all (Stack, y'all)
Nowadays everybody wanna rat, y'all (Rat, y'all)
And it don't even matter where you at, y'all (Where you at, y'all)
When the feds come and get you that's that, y'all (That's that, y'all)
It's like that, y'all (That, y'all), time to stack, y'all (Stack, y'all)
'
Cause nowadays everybody wanna rat, y'all (Rat, y'all)
And it don't even matter where you at, y'all (Where you at, y'all)
When the feds come and get you that's that, y'all (That, y'all)
It's like that, y'all (That, y'all), time to stack, y'all (Stack, y'all)
Nowadays everybody wanna rat, y'all (Rat, y'all)
And it don't even matter where you at, y'all (Where you at, y'all)
When the feds come and get you that's that, y'all (That's that, y'all)
It's like that, y'all (That, y'all), time to stack, y'all (Stack, y'all)
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Cause nowadays everybody wanna rat, y'all (Rat, y'all)