Paroles de la chanson RAT par Kuttem Reese

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Paroles de la chanson RAT par Kuttem Reese

(Thanks, Yakree)
(Yeah)

That's me knockin' at the door, tell the industry let me in
If you know you respect the rat, do me a favor, don't call me twin (You're not my twin)
I got niggas that signin' time, layin' it down for shit they ain't did
Chose morals over his money, it'll be a while before he'll see his kids
But it's cool, 'cause his daughter know that her daddy ain't goin' for shit
Remember a nigga had played and called me a rat, shit I can't be dismiss (Keep that)
Got niggas out here respectin' rats, playin' gangster, fuck this is?
All I ever knew was to keep it gangster, I changed, I don't wanna be shit
Ain't mad that you respect the rat, I'm mad you influence kids
'Cause when you tell 'em 'bout this gangster shit, let them know you snitchin'

He a rat, but they play it cool, they don't call him rat 'cause he got money
That other nigga, he a rat, they call him rat 'cause he ain't got nonthin'
That ain't my business, I teach my son to stand for somethin' and fall for nothin'
Pay me to do business with a rat, I'm cool, I miss that money
If I do business with a rat, my nigga took P's for nothin'
'Cause some of them niggas doin' time for some of the shit they've done
Woah, fuck it, right back to the money
All out there, they bluffin' hundred
Four to ten, you out your damn mind, boy, you think I'm playin'
Don't call me twin, I'm not your damn slime, I ain't goin' for nothin'
Nigga know I'ma speak my damn mind, go check my shit, I'm thuggin'
My nigga troll, he doin' that damn time, I bet I don't send him nothin'
This shit a business, you get caught up with it, you ain't do it, bitch, you done it
Global tellin'
My shit be loaded, loaded 'cause the rats
Oh, he tellin'?
Nigga wanna act like they don't know it 'cause he rap
My niggas felons, 'fore they think about go and troll, they goin' back
'Fore I go out like these niggas, give me a phone call and a MAC

That's me knockin' at the door, tell the industry let me in
If you know you respect the rat, do me a favor, don't call me twin (You're not my twin)
I got niggas that signin' time, layin' it down for shit they ain't did
Chose morals over his money, it'll be a while before he'll see his kids
But it's cool, 'cause his daughter know that her daddy ain't goin' for shit
Remember a nigga had played and called me a rat, shit I can't be dismiss (Keep that)
Got niggas out here respectin' rats, playin' gangster, fuck this is?
All I ever knew was to keep it gangster, I changed, I don't wanna be shit
Ain't mad that you respect the rat, I'm mad you influence kids
'Cause when you tell 'em 'bout this gangster shit, let them know you snitchin'

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