Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Krizz Kaliko
Album:  N9NA
Song:   Rata
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Rata, rata!
Blakka, blakka, blakka!
Ayy, fuckin ratas
Kaliko, Kaliko, come on!

[Krizz Kaliko]
Who got dey one on the trigger?
I do, real nigga, say
Who got dey one on the trigger?
I do, real nigga, ayy

[Tech N9ne] + {Krizz Kaliko}
Why you gotta do it? (Why?)
Why you gotta do it? Bitch, why you gotta do it?
Why you gotta spew it? (Ayy)
Why you gotta spew it? (I don't know) That's so fuckin foolish
In my book, never been a pardon
When the yappin happens, cappin in your jargon
Babble yells, that'll fail
I bet you been a tattletale since kindergarten
He's punked, we dump the punk
Debunked - no sin again
We bump P Funk, he slumps
Glee jump - so feminine (cheah!)
That's why he's a cop dressed
in his block best, but a hot mess
Never do know how to talk less
So we plot stretch, when you got next?
Two in the ten, he doin again
He gonna rat on you and a friend, then you in the pen
He gonna mix it up and try to put you and the crew in the blend
He gonna tell then the screwin begins
El capo debacle, that is what he can offer
Depend on him then in a rut he can toss ya
He claim he down, dirty and muddy but softer
than cotton candy, me and my buddies'll {off ya}

[Interlude: Tech N9ne]
Anything go down bro, I don't know, I don't know
We just make that sound yo, I don't know, I don't know
You gon' make these hounds go, round yo', crown so
One, two, one two three, ayy!

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
Rata (rata, rata!)
We go cuckoo, we go blakka (blakka, blakka!)
We go do-do with the chopper (do-do-do-do-do!)
Stomp you like a cucaracha
SAY, goodbye to your DAY, AYY!

[Tech N9ne]
Kobaaaaa
You's a fucking mentirosa (say it again, AYY!)
Kobaaaaa
You's a fuckin mentirosa (Kobas, c'mon!)

[Tech N9ne] + (Krizz Kaliko)
Yeah, he a traitor Joe, he's a hater moe
Wanna get up in the mix and delay the dough
Man, I heard he nerdy but he play the role
of a killer, iller than I spray this flow
Why you got to go and (spread lies)?
That's when all my homies (lead flies)
And that's when all the evil lyin ass
straight divisive ice up in your (head dies!)
What, in the, cup-string-to-cup doohickey?
Why you got to be a true sissy
when you know I'm carryin a tool with me?
Everybody know that you iffy
Gonna be on your head in a cool jiffy
All I'm sayin is the dude's sickly
You believe him or not like you view Ripley
I'm gone

[Krizz Kaliko]
Gun on my waist, yeah
Gun on my waist, you gotta pay
Cause you're takin the food out my baby mouth
House nigga, watch what you say
Cause if ya cross the line (oh yeah!)
This not gon' happen one more time (say)
Say goodbye to your day, yeah

[Interlude]

[Chorus] - 2X