You Ain`t Gotta Lie Ta Kick It

[Chris Rock]<br>You ain`t gotta lie ta kick it<br><br>[Ice Cube] (verse one) {:02}<br>I know ya like to see me doin` bad<br>But i`m doin` good, fuck the police that`s rollin` thru my neighborhood<br>Fuckin` peaker wood see me in the five speed<br>I don`t care if his motherfuckin` eyes bleed (yeah yeah!)<br>This is my weed, this is my world<br>Don`t get mad when you see them hundred spokes twirl<br>Candied out while you spit yo` last on the pearl<br>The Don Daada, i`m hotta than holly watta<br>Wish i was your baby fatha, cuz i got a fuckin` head on my shoulder<br>And lead in my holster, face on the poster<br>The kinda nigga that you wanna get close ta`<br>But you can`t so you start the lyin`<br>Just like that nigga that think he dyin`<br>Get ta cryin`, snitchin` and testifyin`<br>To all my people if i`m talkin `bout your baby mama<br>When she meet Ice Cube tell her save the drama<br><br>[Chris Rock]<br>Yo Cube, im goan have all da biches here<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>Yo man fuck dem bitches, dey ain`t call me back<br>But i just paged my auntie<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>[Ice Cube]<br>Tell your mama, tell your daddy, tell your auntie<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>Tell your cousin, tell your sister, if she want me<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>[Ice Cube] (verse two) {1:02}<br>I`m a be as real as I can with this<br>Not just the fake analyst on canabis, who only say that the world is<br>Scandalist, without findin` out a way to handle this<br>Dismantle this, either with the rhyme or the fist<br>How the fuck we get in the belly of this bitch?<br>I be rich if it wasn`t for the snitch<br>Lyin` to the enemies, wild conspiracies<br>I`m a say this `till the day that I die<br>Seven thirty fives bring on bitches lies<br>While you bullshitin`, I`m hard hittin` like<br>2pac, I keep spittin` `till my heart stop<br>Young niggas tryin` to tell me that i`m played<br>Once they say you played, nigga you must be payed (HA HA! huh ha)<br>Pushin` weight since the tenth grade do my thing<br>Got more plaques than Jordan got rings, nigga sayin`<br><br>[Chris Rock]<br>Yo Cube, i got the new Biz 9000<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>I got the Playstation in the windshield nigga!<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>[Ice Cube]<br>Tell your mama, tell your daddy, tell your auntie<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>Tell your cousin, tell your sister, if she want me<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>[Ice Cube] (verse three) {2:02}<br>I hate to see your ass comin` (yep), with your mouth runnin`<br>Talkin` `bout somethin` (what?), that ain`t meanin` nothin`<br>`Bout your second cousin (hmm), who be always buzzin`<br>Where she was or wasn`t, who she now fuckin`<br>Stories by the dozen Punch you got the sequel (what?)<br>To let you tell it Randy Moss is your people<br>It`s evident, your ass lie like the president<br>But stretch marks on your mouth is the evidence (ha ha)<br>How the fuck can your friends be the benjamins?! (punk)<br>And your little ass car`s full of fender benz<br>There you go on the stand with your hand up (lyin`)<br>Testifyin` about a man that`s in handcuffs<br>We should do you like the Mack said<br>And if he lie like a crackhead pop `em like a black head<br>Let him ooze, let him loose<br>Let him lie by his motherfuckin` ass on the news (yeah yeah)<br><br>[Chris Rock]<br>Yo Cube, check out this ring, 69 karots<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>It`s Kryptonite nigga, Kryptonite!<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>[Ice Cube]<br>Tell your mama, tell your daddy, tell your auntie<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>Tell your cousin, tell your sister, if she want me<br><br>--You ain`t got to lie ta kick it--<br><br>{repeat last 4 lines}<br><br>[Chris Rock - ad lib outro...]