Rata Tech N9ne (Ft. Krizz Kaliko)

[Intro: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Rata, rata
Blocka, blocka, blocka
Ayy, fucking ratas
Kaliko, Kaliko, campos
Who got day one on the trigger, I do
Real nigga say
Who got day one on the trigger, I do
Real nigga, ayy

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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 fucking foolish
In my book, never been a pardon
When the yapping happens, capping 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
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 doing 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 screwing begin
El capo debacle, that is what he can offer
Depend on him and then in a rut he can toss you
He claim he down, dirty, and muddy but softer
Than cotton candy, me and my buddies'll off you