Tupac Shakur

Tupac Shakur - Lie To Kick It lyrics

(feat. Richie Rich)

(If she didn't wanna fuck then she never would've called you) [Repeated]

Yeah I dedicate this to my nigga Mike Tyson.

It's all good.

[Chorus]

You ain't got to lie to kick it

To them tricks and them bitches

Out to get a nigga's riches

[Repeat]

[Verse 1: Richie Rich]

Jack of all trades ballin' like Jordan you punk

fake inside the paint in fact I know you can't

do half of the shit that you was claimin' 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 kickin' 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.

[Chorus 4x]

[Verse 2: 2Pac]

You ain't got to lie to kick it

y'all don't hear me

I got these niggas yackin' 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 gettin' richer so they claim to be my homie

with them bitches they be freaky

they don't know me

Hey it's gettin drastic

Gunnin niggas down cause they plastic

Sleep on a G and get that ass kicked

and stuffed in a casket

Rippin' the shit like it's my muthafucking last hit

Hey they wonder why a nigga's nothin' 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 screamin' Fuck That Bitch!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Pac & Rich]

Well if a bitch'll be a bitch

Then a trick'll be a trick

I've got my nigga Richie Rich and we be all up in the mix

this is Thug Life baby rollin' 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 screamin' Fuck yo' man.

But now you beefing on the strength

that you was thinkin' I was jocking

Hey bitch I got no time for hoes I'm steady clockin'

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 tryin' to play me

Bitch you better see Trojan about yo' baby (Ha ha)

Trickin' niggas better catch up on they pimpin'

Cause bitches love to catch a nigga when they slipping

[Chorus 'til end]

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