Lyrics Rat in the Trap - Tha Mack

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Set tha rat up, tie him all up, throw em in a trunk

Molotov cocktail, burn the new car smell

Light em all up, push em off a cliff

Watch the burning wreck as I light up a spliff

Then I just walk off like I didn't do it

Hop in the Buick and we cruising with no music

We don't name name's cuz we ain't tha rats

If you too loud we pull out tha gats

Most the time they don't even know that we strapped

Cuz we don't wave em round like that

Only pull em off the side when somebody dies

When we pull em out then somebody dies

We never wanted to live a life of trap

Never had options so we steal a mic and rap

Guess that's the worst way to get it out the trap

Cuz right now I'm still writing in tha trap

Selling weed out the back

And the customers smacked

Gotta kill tha rats cuz they bad for tha bidness

Vice cops asking what's cookin in the kitchen

Vice cops asking where are all the bitches

Vice cops the story of one my affiliates

When he tell the story on the song yall be healin it

When he tell the story on the song yall be feelin it

Exorcising rats be a helluva experience

Just the peace of mind knowing that the pests be gone

Free to rap about anything on a song

No rat tryna be a bird parrot bars

To the ones tryna put us behind bars

Will they put us in a cell (nah)

Or are we livin well (yea)

Will we make it to the jail (nah)

Or will we step out fresh wit tha clothes aye

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

Get tha rat in tha trap wit tha cheese

So the rat was a Ghostface
Snitched on his own Thang
Got away with low pay
Stole tha Mexican pesos
He can't get away thoo
He won't make it south
I got shooters downtown runnin mouths
They know what I'm bout
Where I'm from, we wanted to play down south
Now we Play wit instruments and mouths
U in trouble
Ya vision seeing double
Don't run into the muscle
Cuz we built it playing hustle-n*spey
Fingers move too quickly
Got to poking when u shifty
Cause I carry a blue 50 and a flame
The money mask fame when u hussle in the game
Pick up every bit of change, toss out tha trash
I protect about my house and I pick it up when I can
Make another pass, how much on the dash
Fast enough to pass, that's all we need
We're all about speed
Bring ya girl to the pad and she's down on her knees
Thanking mack that she ate today
Cooking rats in the flames
Cooking rats in the flames
Burn, burn, burn