[Intro: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Rata, rata
Blocka, blocka, blocka
Aye, fucking ratas
Kaliko, Kaliko, campos
Who got the one on the trigger, I do
Real nigga say
Who got the one on the trigger, I do
Real nigga, aye
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Why you gotta do it
Why you gotta do it bitch
Why you gotta do it
Why you gotta spew it
Why you gotta spew it
That's so fucking foolish
In my book, never been a pardon
When the yapping happens capping in your jargon
Babble yells, that don't fail
Bet you been a tattle tail since kindergarten
He's punked, we dump the punk, debunked, no sin again
We bump P Funk, he slumps [?] 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, what you got next?
Two in the ten, he doing again
He gonna rat on you and a friend then you in the pin
He gonna switch it up and try to put you and the crew in a blend
He gon' tell them [?]
El capo debacle
That is what he can offer
Depend on him and 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
[Pre-Chorus: Tech N9ne]
Anything go down bro?
I don't know, I don't know
We just make the sounds yo
I don't know, I don't know
You gon' make these hounds go
Round yo crown, so
One, two
One, two, three
[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
Rata (Rata, rata)
We go cuckoo we go blocka (blocka, blocka)
We go do do with the chopper (Do, do, do, do, do)
Stop you like a cucaracha
Say, [?]
[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
[?] you's a fucking [?]
Say it again
[?] you's a fucking [?]
[?]
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah, yeah, he a trader 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'
Dead flies
And that's when all the evil lying ass [?] up in your
Head dies
What in the cup string to come doohickey
Why you got to be a true sissy when you know I'm carrying the tool with me
Everybody know that you iffy
Gonna be on your head in a cool jiffy
All I'm saying is the dude's sickly
Believe him or not like [?] I'm gone
Gun on my waist (yeah), gun on my waist
You got the [?] and you're taking the fool to my [?]
Why would you say
Cause if you crossed the line
This not gon' happen one more time
Sensei, the body you get
[Pre-Chorus: Tech N9ne]
Anything go down bro?
I don't know, I don't know
We just make the sounds yo
I don't know, I don't know
You gon' make these hounds go
Round yo crown, so
One, two
One, two, three
[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
Rata (Rata, rata)
We go cuckoo we go blocka (blocka, blocka)
We go do do with the chopper (Do, do, do, do, do)
Stop you like a cucaracha
Say, [?]
Rata (Rata, rata)
We go cuckoo we go blocka (blocka, blocka)
We go do do with the chopper (Do, do, do, do, do)
Stop you like a cucaracha
Say, [?]
