Ratha Be Ya NIGGA

Tupac/(Richie Rich):
(Pac-)
Hey.
(What's happenin'?)
Not Mother Fuckin' double R, Richie Rich.
(What's happenin baby, you know how we do it.)
Yeah nigga, you know I'm up out this bitch.
It's time for me to regulate.
(For sure.)
Observe.
(And you ain't going back.)
Na na na, we got to show these muther fucker's whats up, though.
(This is for the honeys, the superstars.)
I don't want to be her man, I want to be her nigga. You feel me?
(Well let 'em know.)

(Tupac)
You fuckin' with niggas thats insecure,
watered down. My shit is pure.
Write down my number but don't call me 'till you sure.
I ain't beggin just tryin to relocate between your legs.
Drippin wet, as we experiment with sweaty sex.
When you met me you wouldn't let me.
And know you straight beggin to sex me,
got you undressing to test me and,

(Richie Rich)
Shoot me down if you want,
and miss the chance to do it live.
When I stroll by I see that look in your eye.
You want a nigga, but think that you can't have a nigga.
Don't cheat yourself, instead treat yourself.
If you scared go to church. I know it hurts,
to find out me and your man be sharin' skirts.

(Tupac)
I hopin' you don't take this the wrong way,
but your body is bangin', got me attracted in a strong way.
After a long day of tryin' to make my songs pay,
makin' love all day against the wall in the hallway.
Your fantasies come alive, your heart rate shall increase
when we meet up in this dark place.
You might think you're happy with him.
But that's a lie, so give this thug a try.

I'd ratha be ya N I G G A. (I'd ratha be your nigga.)
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day.
It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life.
'Cause bustas ain't lovin you right.
I'd ratha be ya N I G G A. (I'd ratha be your nigga.)
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day.
It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life.
'Cause bustas ain't lovin you right.

Now you was sprung from the introduction.
My conversations full of game get laced with seductions.
I see you blushin' like you want somethin'.
Come get a taste of Amerikaz most wanted
and lets get into some touchin', erotic fuckin'.
My up and down with no interruptions,
have no intentions of bustin' until you learn your lesson.
Now many questions are often asked.
A drop top, 500 Benz and plenty cash to help a nigga get the ass.

(Richie Rich)
You get your smoke coke to get your lobster and crab,
'cause all I got is conversation and a gang of stab.
And I'm 'a listen when it hurts. I'm 'a hang out but never stay,
smoke blunts but leave them stunts up to SuperDave.
I'll be your nigga as long as we can understand 
that I's the nigga and smoke coke can be the man.
He wine and dine, but me and you we wine and grind
and when I'm on the field, keep him on the sidelines.

I'd ratha be ya N I G G A. (I'd ratha be your nigga.)
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day.
It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life.
'Cause bustas ain't lovin you right.
I'd ratha be ya N I G G A. (I'd ratha be your nigga.)
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day.
It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life.
'Cause bustas ain't lovin you right.
them bustas ain't lovin ya right

(Tupac)
Now it's time for the moment of truth, I got you naked.
Totally sweaty, lets see how hot I can make it.
Tongue kissin' 'till your head swing,
I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang.
If it's all mine, then let me know, now scream my name out.
Do you want it fast or shall I hit it slow?
Not to mention the multiple positions I inflict.
A boss playin' freaky mother fucker can addict.

(Richie Rich)
It's on & poppin'. Now you see what I was seein'.
while your eyes rollin' you see nuthin' girl.
I ain't goin' nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there.
While he stress out and I, I stretch out the cock.
Hold the boots and let a nigga execute.
And though you got it right, I'm going home tonight.

(Tupac)
You say you don't need a man but I don't care,
you in the presence of a playa.

I'd ratha be ya N I G G A. (I'd ratha be your nigga.)
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day.
It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life.
'Cause bustas ain't lovin you right.
I'd ratha be ya N I G G A. (I'd ratha be your nigga.)
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day.
It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life.
'Cause bustas ain't lovin you right.
I'd ratha be ya N I G G A. (I'd ratha be your nigga.)
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day.
It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life.
'Cause bustas ain't lovin you right.
I'd ratha be ya N I G G A. (I'd ratha be your nigga.)



Transcription 1996 by Jim Moore for Relativity Labs.
Written by Tupac Shakur, D. Rasheed.
Copyright 1996, Death Row Records/Interscope Records. All Rights Reserved.
Used without permisson.