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