[Intro: Hussein Fatal & Young Noble]
Y'all n***as need to cut that shit out
[?]
Real
Go on and do your time go on and handle your dues

[Chorus: Hussein Fatal, Young Noble, Fatal & Noble]
Get released from the precinct in three days court
Rattin's all in your game like EA Sports
Stop Rattin! These n***as steady in for the cheese
But got no problem droppin' names when it come to police
Stop Rattin! Put a grip on your lips pick up the grit
N***a and get sick for the chips
Stop rattin! I spot y'all n***as from far (Uh huh)
The only n***a in the yard standin' next to the guard
Stop rattin!

[Verse 1: Hussein Fatal & Young Noble]
If I should die before I wake, swear to my life never send none of my dogs upstate
Picture me on the stand, snakin' somebody out, never
I'm in the bricks takin' somebody out
I done came up too hard, for you to point this way
I ain't wavin' I raise my arm for my joint to spray
You ain't no playa, playa hater, you playin' too much
And you don't rap-a-lot, you talk-a-lot, sayin' too much
It's been hours since you been gone, and in the bull pen
We all tryna figure out where you went wrong
But you a rat and ain't no comin' back from that
Little cheese eating scrap we got gats for that
I'm 'bout to check y'all, disrespect y'all step off
I'm a Outlaw, I whip the tec turn around and neck y'all (Neck Y'all)
'Cause you don't deserve to breathe like this
And you too close, you probably tryna read my lips
[Chorus: Hussein Fatal, Young Noble, Fatal & Noble]
Stop Rattin!
Get released from the precinct in three days court
Rattin's all in your game like EA Sports
Stop Rattin! These n***as steady in for the cheese
But got no problem droppin' names when it comes to police
Stop Rattin! Put a grip on your lips pick up the grit
N***a and get sick for the chips
Stop rattin! I spot y'all n***as from far
The only n***a in the yard standin' next to the guard
Stop rattin!

[Verse 2: Young Noble & E.D.I.]
Sick minded, my blick blinded, I spit violence
Commit crimes with my soldiers, preach silence
No tolerance for a snitch ass bitch
Matter fact you gon' wash my shit
All my shit, matter fact Fatal, you can ball my bitch
She nothin' but a snitch in jail they hang y'all
Straight train y'all fo five six and double bang y'all
Trouble came y'all I spotted it out
What I do? I squatted, put the Glock in his mouth
Holla me out, n***a you gon' feel this thing
No matter where you go, snitches straight killing the game (killing the game)
For Hussein I'm peelin' em, you feelin' the same? (Yeah)
Give 'em my name, and grillin' 'em wit' critical flames
No remorse for a snake rat, I hate that
Fuck around and have Shawn Furr break ya back
[Chorus: Hussein Fatal, Young Noble, Fatal & Noble]
Stop rattin! You little police n***a
Quick to squeal so you can chill with no heat n***a
Stop Rattin! Now why you n***as keep runnin' your mouth?
But I'd be wrong if I [?] run in ya house
Stop Rattin! Before your time run out
Matter fact dog, you got until these dimes run out
Stop Rattin!I plead the fifth, you leakin' lips
I beat the bitch (Say what) Makin' my big daddy [?]

[Verse 3: E.D.I.]
Now let's take it to these rappin' n***as or should I say rattin n***as?
Tattletale in your rap n***a
It's a shame, you leakin' game all in ya flow
Slick story about how you was the king of the blow
Give me a break killa, because you not a killer
Ay yo, I heard you holla murda but I just don't feel ya
I look in ya eyes and I don't see none of that
I went and pulled your file, and all that came out was rap
And it's a fact, that rats breed rats, so yo' momma prolly' one
And ya popa prolly one, give me some
I rather live on the run or die quick
Than have somebody say E.D.I. was a snitch
I see you try, but you bitch, live it up or give it up
This thug shit ain't for everybody, this means you
Your team too, 'cause y'all peep the scene
And take it back to the boys in blue, now fuck you!
Stop rattin'!