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defende
Against the hornet's nest 
Shit's intense, hence you start
Following trends to meet demands 
Filling your face with tats 
Wrist and neck are so cold

I'm hanging with wendigo
We in new york and we sticker the city
I'm hanging with dillinger spitting it wity
I rap on the track like I diddle her

to compete with me
I been betrayed by plenty of rats
The proof is the knife scars on my back
I wear 'em with pride like one of my tats
And a reminder

keep it a g
Aye G that’s a lie I don’t need a scale for that
I smell a rat
I almost fell for that
I can’t dwell on that
Girl we been through hell

plate 
you ever seen empty ones
Cuz Where I'm from empty tummies 
Empty guns 
Buddy go rat tat 
Betta not rat 
Go chat with no pigs 
They the reasons how

nigga tat?
What type of nigga rich but mom
Still live in a shack?
I fucked your baby mama and
I know you hate that
I'm still that same nigga from that

Gave you my heart
But you gave it back
I gave it to money it's not coming back
Don't have no time for the snakes and the rats
If I say I love you

rats 
Go get you some money and never hold back then you stand in they chest til they know it's a fact
Rocking Gucci and Dior and Prada that's cool but I

on my block
(Nah) ngga get got and get whipped (Whopped)
Knocked out his socks by that Glock
(Bop bop bop bop)
Mosama 3Laden, Lil 3 who I be
But I'm

And a sun tan, honey
But until I get them
Killing you's a fun plan, sonny
So better start running
When you hear my bones rattling
A rat-Tat

you have it but when you don't
Shit can get tragic so I'm black flaggin
Shoot it up vest with the matic
Rat or tat it we ain't cut
From the same fabric

a slave, white Gold cuban, I ain’t racist
Wolf tat on my neck, I’m serving packs, this shit ain’t new to me
You say you got this but you a rat, boy you ain’t

for tat and I don't fuck with that
Like a bitch who be around the trap but I can't trust a rat
Mobb member, park the truck out front and turn

Pull up like a scooter
I need me some shooter
My Glock longer than a ruler
Smokin' on you losers
Got the Mac, it go rat-a tat
Shoot it to your back
I got

this nigga a half of bag of some shake
Drop down yea we pushing up late
If we don't get em he living by faith
If you a rat then imma snake
Imma die bout

they shoot for fun (Boom)
Day or night it don't matter so once you hear that thump (Bow)
Or that rat-tat-ta those ain't nick cannon drums
Live in my city

the thrill, for real no tit for tat or back to back, ay
Loaded hip, blow the clip, then I dip to where she at
At the drop of a hat, no cap
Heartthrob,

for tat
I'm a big dawg
I put the gang first
Boogie flow
Real talk
No cap
Young nigga rather say less
Ran him by for that sack
Brody said have trust
It

doubt it
Cause you been solid
And won't do me like that
You ain't chasing after cheese
I know that you wouldn't rat
You don't ever take their bait
Cause

that I jumping on drill I'm giving man heart attacks
Trying to do them like Sana but the stick jam so it only went rat tat
Clap clap everytime she jump

all my raps were just rat ta-tat
I've been going off like I'm a fucking gat
But the truth is I'm less skilled than my cat
And no one can argue that
But

Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered
Ran out of bullets and he still had static
Grabbed a pregnant lady and out the automatic
Pointed at her head and he said

bad
Then there won't be no actin'
But I bet there will still be action
Them choppas go rat-ta-tat, hit you like
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
I think you get

J-Ro, oh, you didn't know? No
Well, fuck you then

I hang with cats, who chase rats, and kick tats
Hit the eightball like Minnesota Fats
Got more than