Smell a Rat

[Intro] Oh, I think I smell a rat [Chorus] Yo, we ain't twins, we ain't friends Don't pretend, youse a rat, homie Mad phony, cats told me 'bout your past stories And you still flappin' and yappin' your trap That's why ya packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac' Yo, we ain't twins, we ain't friends Don't pretend, youse a rat, homie Mad phony, cats told me 'bout your past stories And you still flappin' and yappin' your trap That's why ya packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac' [Verse 1] Yo, yo, end the order now, the slaughter house where snitches get deported out Before the trial but I hear the judge's hammer on thе .40 cal We know your style, the streets is watchin' with rеcorders out This shit you should've thought about before you leaked your water out You thinkin' you ballin' now, pimpin' them first Kissin' the third, the word is that you sing like a bird And got the nerve to say he snitchin', well, that's not what I heard Heard you fingerin' him and she's fingerin' her Y'all pitchin' the curb that snitches gon' get y'all the third But when y'all come home, they gon' put y'all shit on the curb I done heard all I need to hear, nigga, ain't no snitchin' here Switchin' head, I can see your eye twitchin', bitch, you scared I keep the pistol near, just to see I can split a hair Missiles that'll hit you make your bone gristle disappear I listen clear to the code of silence, got no alliance But my eye in applyin' the pressure, y'all know the silence [Chorus] Yo, we ain't twins, we ain't friends Don't pretend, youse a rat, homie Mad phony, cats told me 'bout your past stories And you still flappin' and yappin' your trap That's why ya packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac' Yo, we ain't twins, we ain't friends Don't pretend, youse a rat, homie Mad phony, cats told me 'bout your past stories And you still flappin' and yappin' your trap That's why ya packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac' [Verse 2] Now what's a rat? A rat keeps them jail cells packed That cat that snitched on you and he stabbed you in your back Always actin' like your man while he's plannin' his attack Yappin' reckless on the jack when he know his phone is tapped What's rat? That slick nigga always slippin' through the cracks Give you what? Just a long as he's not the one that's trapped That's a fact like a cop without a uniform and hat And no duty lawman and informant that's keepin' stacks That's the fact, he's the Mack pushin' a Cadillac Stashin' them wire taps under his pimp hat Or that rat in the club, poppin' bottles of bub' Frontin' like he's a thug so he could follow the drugs Or maybe that old lady Mercedes that be givin' love Tryin' to bluff with us undercovers to put us in cuffs Who could I trust? Only God could judge what I does Fuck a rat, much love for all my hustlers and thugs [Chorus] Yo, we ain't twins, we ain't friends Don't pretend, youse a rat, homie Mad phony, cats told me 'bout your past stories And you still flappin' and yappin' your trap That's why ya packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac' Yo, we ain't twins, we ain't friends Don't pretend, youse a rat, homie Mad phony, cats told me 'bout your past stories And you still flappin' and yappin' your trap That's why ya packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac' [Outro] Smell a rat Smell a rat