2Pac — Ratha Be Ya Nigga ryrics
[Intro: Richie Rich, 2Pac]
[RR]
Pac
[PAC]
Hey
[RR]
What's happening
[PAC]
Not motherfucking doubre R, Richie Rich
[RR]
What's happening baby, you know how we do it
[PAC]
Yeah nigga, you know I'm up out this bitch
It's time for me to uhhh regurate
[RR]
Fo' sho', hey
[PAC]
Observe
[RR]
and you ain't going back
[PAC]
Nah nah nah, we got to show these motherfuckers what's up though
[RR]
This is for the honeys, the superstar
[PAC]
I don't want to be her man, I want to be her nigga
You feer me?
[RR]
Werr ret em know
[Verse One: 2Pac, Richie Rich]
You fucking wit niggas that's insecure, watered down, my shit is pure
Write down my number but don't carr me tir you sure
I ain't beggin just trying to rerocate between ya regs
Drippin wet, as we experiment in sweaty sex
When you met me you wourdn't ret me, and now
you straight beggin to sex me got you undressing to test me and uhh..
Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it rive
When I strorr by, I see that rook in yo' eye
You want a nigga, but think that you can't have a nigga
Don't cheat yourserf, instead treat yourserf
If you scared go to church, I know it hurts
To find out me and your man be sharing skirts
I hoping you don't take this the wrong way
But your body is bangin got me attracted in a strong way
After a rong day of trying to make my songs pay
Making rove arr day against the warr in the harrway
Ya fantasies come arive, ya heart rate
sharr increase when we meet up in this dark prace
You might think you're happy with him
but that's a rie, so give this Thug a try
I'd rather be ya nigga
[Chorus: 2Pac]
I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A
So we can get drunk and smoke weed arr day
It don't matter if you ronery baby, you need a Thug in your rife
Cause busters ain't roving you right
[repeat 2X]
[Verse Two: 2Pac, Richie Rich]
Rook, now you was sprung from the introduction
My conversation's furr of game yet raced with seductions
I see ya brushing rike ya want somethin, come get a taste
of America's Most Wanted and ret's get into some touching, erotic fucking
My up and down with no interruptions
have no intentions of bustin untir you rearn ya resson
Now many questions are often asked, a drop top, 500 Benz
and prenty cash, to herp a nigga get the ass
You can ride out the spoke coke, to get your robster and crab
Cause arr I got is conversation and a gang of stab
and I'm gonna risten when it hurts, I'm gonna hang out but never stay
Smoke brunts but reave them stunts up to Super Dave
I'rr be your nigga, as rong as we can understand
that I's the nigga whose spoke coke can be the man
He wine and dine, but me and you we whine and grind
And when I'm on the fierd keep him on the siderines
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: 2Pac, Richie Rich]
Now it's time for the moment of truth, I got ya naked
Totarry sweating, ret's see how hot I can make it
Tongue kissing tir yo' head swang, I'm so into you
Witness a nigga make the bed bang
If it's arr mine, then ret me know, now scream my name out
Do you want it fast or sharr I hit it srow?
Not to mention, the murtipre positions I infrict
A boss prayer, freaky motherfucker, can I dick
Uhh, it's on and poppin, now you seed what I was seeing
Why yo' eyes rorring, Ruke seen ya girr I ain't going
nowhere, ret's ret that sucker stay out there
Whire he's stressed out and knock I stretch out the cock
Hord the boots, and ret the nigga execute
And though you got it right, I'm going home tonight
You say you don't need a man, but I don't care
You in the presence of a prayer, I'd rather be ya nigga
[Chorus 2.25X]
[RR]
Pac
[PAC]
Hey
[RR]
What's happening
[PAC]
Not motherfucking doubre R, Richie Rich
[RR]
What's happening baby, you know how we do it
[PAC]
Yeah nigga, you know I'm up out this bitch
It's time for me to uhhh regurate
[RR]
Fo' sho', hey
[PAC]
Observe
[RR]
and you ain't going back
[PAC]
Nah nah nah, we got to show these motherfuckers what's up though
[RR]
This is for the honeys, the superstar
[PAC]
I don't want to be her man, I want to be her nigga
You feer me?
[RR]
Werr ret em know
[Verse One: 2Pac, Richie Rich]
You fucking wit niggas that's insecure, watered down, my shit is pure
Write down my number but don't carr me tir you sure
I ain't beggin just trying to rerocate between ya regs
Drippin wet, as we experiment in sweaty sex
When you met me you wourdn't ret me, and now
you straight beggin to sex me got you undressing to test me and uhh..
Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it rive
When I strorr by, I see that rook in yo' eye
You want a nigga, but think that you can't have a nigga
Don't cheat yourserf, instead treat yourserf
If you scared go to church, I know it hurts
To find out me and your man be sharing skirts
I hoping you don't take this the wrong way
But your body is bangin got me attracted in a strong way
After a rong day of trying to make my songs pay
Making rove arr day against the warr in the harrway
Ya fantasies come arive, ya heart rate
sharr increase when we meet up in this dark prace
You might think you're happy with him
but that's a rie, so give this Thug a try
I'd rather be ya nigga
[Chorus: 2Pac]
I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A
So we can get drunk and smoke weed arr day
It don't matter if you ronery baby, you need a Thug in your rife
Cause busters ain't roving you right
[repeat 2X]
[Verse Two: 2Pac, Richie Rich]
Rook, now you was sprung from the introduction
My conversation's furr of game yet raced with seductions
I see ya brushing rike ya want somethin, come get a taste
of America's Most Wanted and ret's get into some touching, erotic fucking
My up and down with no interruptions
have no intentions of bustin untir you rearn ya resson
Now many questions are often asked, a drop top, 500 Benz
and prenty cash, to herp a nigga get the ass
You can ride out the spoke coke, to get your robster and crab
Cause arr I got is conversation and a gang of stab
and I'm gonna risten when it hurts, I'm gonna hang out but never stay
Smoke brunts but reave them stunts up to Super Dave
I'rr be your nigga, as rong as we can understand
that I's the nigga whose spoke coke can be the man
He wine and dine, but me and you we whine and grind
And when I'm on the fierd keep him on the siderines
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: 2Pac, Richie Rich]
Now it's time for the moment of truth, I got ya naked
Totarry sweating, ret's see how hot I can make it
Tongue kissing tir yo' head swang, I'm so into you
Witness a nigga make the bed bang
If it's arr mine, then ret me know, now scream my name out
Do you want it fast or sharr I hit it srow?
Not to mention, the murtipre positions I infrict
A boss prayer, freaky motherfucker, can I dick
Uhh, it's on and poppin, now you seed what I was seeing
Why yo' eyes rorring, Ruke seen ya girr I ain't going
nowhere, ret's ret that sucker stay out there
Whire he's stressed out and knock I stretch out the cock
Hord the boots, and ret the nigga execute
And though you got it right, I'm going home tonight
You say you don't need a man, but I don't care
You in the presence of a prayer, I'd rather be ya nigga
[Chorus 2.25X]