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2Pac

Lie To Kick It

 

Lie To Kick It

(album: R U Still Down? (Remember Me) - 1997)


(Yeah, if she didn't wanna fuck
Then she never should've called you)
I dedicate this to my nigga, Mike Tyson
(If she didn't wanna fuck Then she never should've called you)

[2Pac:]
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it

[Richie Rich:]
Jack of all trades balling like Jordan you punk
Fake inside the paint in fact I know you can't
Do half of the shit that you was claiming in the county
Suckas on yo jock you claim you run the block
Polyurethane busta cracked in half
You claim you folding bank but I know yo bank stank
I lived around the corner I seen you fully smoked
Must I say some more you weighed a buck 04
You sold ya TV for a buck cause it was way too late
Now they sent you upstate and you done gained some weight
You's a baller lying to them youngstas quick
Got them thinking you sick and representing yo click
But you's an old basehead kicking too much hype
Yo bicentennial pipe it got rally stripes
And if they knew yo identity
You'd probably be the victim of a sticking (ugh ugh)
You ain't got to lie to kick it

[2Pac:]
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches (aight!), (you know what I'm sayin')
Out to get a nigga's riches (real niggas up, hoes down)
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches (aight!)
Out to get a nigga's riches

[2Pac:]
You ain't got to lie to kick it
Y'all don't hear me
I got these niggas yacking in my face
About some shit that never took place
And what you see is what you get, that's what he told me
I peeped it in his pose, Exposed the fucking phony
I'm getting richer so they claim to be my homie
With them bitches, they be speaking down on me
Hey, it's getting drastic
Gunning niggas down cause they plastic
Sleep on a G and get that ass kicked
And stuffed in a casket
Ripping the shit like it's my muthafucking last hit
Hey they wonder why a nigga's nothing nice
And everytime I bust a nut I fuck for Tyson
Cause I know the real on the bitch
She got to skit ya just to get a nigga's riches (fuck that bitch)
I pray to God that the bitch don't get no dick
And got a nigga screaming Fuck That Bitch!

[2Pac:]
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To the tricks and the bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches (aight!), (you know what I'm sayin')
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches (aight!)
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it

[2Pac (Richie Rich):]
Well if a bitch'll be a bitch
(Then a trick'll be a trick)
I got my nigga Richie Rich and we be all up in the mix
(This is Thug Life baby rolling hoes like Vogues)
Stay the fuck up out of mine
(And I'll stay out of yours)
It's a Oakland thang and bitch you wouldn't understand
This Tanqueray got me screaming, Fuck yo' man
(But now you beefing on the strength)
(That you was thinking I was jockin')
Hey bitch I got no time for hoes I'm steady clocking
(And if it ain't about a buck I gives a fuck)
It's raggedy hoes like you that keep a nigga stuck
So what's up with them low life bitches trying to play me
(Bitch you better see Trojan about yo' baby, ha ha))
Tricking niggas better catch up on they pimping
(Cause bitches love to catch a nigga when they slippin')

[2Pac & Richie:]
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks and them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it..

done

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