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Richie Rich

"n*ggaz Done Changed"

[Intro: Richie Rich & 2Pac]
Ah, me and my n*gga 2Pac
Finna do what we do
Understand this
'Cause it's way understandable
n*ggas done changed, man
n*ggas done really changed, Rich, they done changed!

Check this out

[Verse 1: Richie Rich]
A tisket a tasket, my Calico made of plastic
And n*ggas don't make it home, when f*ckin' with my dome
In my zone, n*ggas be gettin' pepper sprayed down
Trickin' with all them ballers done got that heifer laid down
And it hurts, but don't nothin' change, it's all the same
That's why I come real 'cause I'm so heavy off in this game
I been there, been taught that, n*ggas screamin' "Caught that!"
Standin' there with them n*ggas with a hand full of game and believe he bought that
'Cause here, the game is to be sold not told
Ain't no new jack n*gga just finna jump in this ol' sh*t and ride out on gold
Unh-uh, naw, n*gga gotta pay some dues
n*gga gotta feel some blues
See what it feel like to lose
200 bundles, 400 bundles, f*ck it, a G
'Bout to cook shop, find out you really ain't got no D
You's imaginin' sh*t, and havin' money punk is real
Don't be the first to get checked
n*gga better retrospect

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
No more regular rappin'
Dare me to cap 'em and watch me blast
These n*ggas be actin' for that simple fact, playa I'ma mash
I lash on my enemies for multiple centuries
Forcin' my adversaries to bleed when they seein' me
Though East Coast born, I'm West Coast raised
Sent so much di*k throughout the clique that now they Death Row slaves (Bow down)
Father forgive me for thug livin', I'm through with this drug dealin'
I leave it to Clinton and all the n*ggas that love prison
Brothas be ballin', Rich, if you need me, call
I'll open fire on muthaf*ckas and murder 'em all
Me Mr. Makaveli, plus I'm bustin' f*ck what they tell me
I'm makin' these n*ggas hop on they toes like Alvin Ailey
I been shot and murdered, can't tell you how it happened word for word
But best believe that n*ggas gon' get what they deserve
In the same way, God bless my brain ‘cause game pays
Gettin' cash and ass for days
Now n*ggas done changed

[Chorus: Richie Rich & 2Pac]
The game is to be sold not told
Still heavy in this game
n*ggas done changed, it ain't the same
We been handlin' our business for years
Gettin' respect from all our peers
While most of our n*ggas incarcerated, doin' years
b*tches is tricky, n*ggas is snitchin'
While playas improve and move positions
n*ggas done changed

[Verse 3: Richie Rich]
Call on my real n*gga, when it's time to bring the heat
Suburban's swervin' hellsa deep down your street
Leave your trash down, 'cause it'll be clean when we sweep
Let's duff these n*ggas and hit they ass with some heat
Blow they chest up, 'cause they hatin' and segregatin'
n*ggas crossin' lanes, it's time to blow your brains
Before I shot this n*gga, I heard him scream "one love" (ONE LOVE!)
Fifteen in the clip, I only used one slug

[Verse 4: 2Pac]
Hey! Now picture me rollin'
Piggie Smalls got his eyes swollen
My hands on my nuts, I give a f*ck, I'ma die holdin' 'em
Makin' these hoes pause while schemin' on those drawers
No money involved, condom, pus*y, di*k, and some alcohol
Picture me rollin' (what) horny hoes get they holes dug
I might show 'em thug passion but I'll never show 'em love
Can't hit me in combat, relentless when I ride
Strategize on my enemies and plottin' 'til they die
Ask me why I'm high, and my reply "'Til the day I die"
Don't wanna picture this cold world through sober eyes
Thugs don't die we multiply
Connect with the spirits of fallen homies and bustas, then we ride
Surprise n*ggas when they seen us, they duck down (Hahahaha)
Just as we anticipated, indo and bust rounds (buck buck)
f*ckin' clowns still watchin' clips of "I Get Around"
Scream like a b*tch when I beat 'em down
n*ggas done changed

[Chorus: Richie Rich & 2Pac]
The game is to be sold not told
Still heavy in this game
n*ggas done changed, it ain't the same
We been handlin' our business for years
Gettin' respect from all our peers
While most of our n*ggas incarcerated, doin' years
b*tches is tricky, n*ggas is snitchin'
While playas improve and move positions
n*ggas done changed

[Outro: Richie Rich & 2Pac]
And they still changin'
Understand what I'm sayin?
(Police switchin' up on n*ggas, judges done changed)
I don't understand that n*ggas done changed
Muthaf*ckas gettin' 60 years for some bullsh*t
n*gga, you know what I mean?
n*ggas done changed

Ah, glad to have you back
That's right, big buddy
'Cause we ain't gon' never change
They may hold me for a second but these muthaf*ckas ain't gonna never hold me down, baby
Check this out
Thug life, baby
Fo' sho', me and 'Pac
Now we got muthaf*ckas in the house, fool
With the n*gga Rick Rock

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