In My Nature lyrics

Artist  : Luniz 
Song : In My Nature



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featuring Eightball & MJG

Verse
1

As I preceed to count my
dividends
plenty ends that I done made with
plenty bitches
with plenty men that they done
played I'm laid back up
in the cut with a cup
of yak
I raise up with all the game that I've
been holdin back
take your pumps off bitch let
me check out yo heals
we pimps from Houston
Texas to California for real
my pockets hurtin
baby I need some financial love
so get where
you supposed to and, do
what you does, get
your facial done baby
do your physic well, no
holdin jail over
resent mail, no hoes with no
clothes
torn up and ripped apart
domestic
violence bitches want out battered and
scared
you fake hoes take of your drawls take
yo pajamas
beat it with a hammer and scrape it
across the ground
I found a new bitch for MJG,
and the Luniz
this pimpin got me on cloud 10,
I'm feelin zumie

Chorus

Hustlin,
It's in my nature
Hustlin, don't be
afraid
Hustlin, It's in my nature
Hustlin,
don't be afraid

Verse 2

I'm
creatin' havok on hood spots
the hustle don't
quit until the good stop
but don't sleep we
leavin' cars on wood blocks
an lookin for
could be nots drivin by lookin wide-eyed
gone
acid washed jeans T-shirt lookin tyedyed
FM
beats lettin loose on big trips to Vegas
candy
green polly dubbed nips lookin outrageous
big
pimpin and panderin, big boostin and
gamblin
everything is all good until police
start manhandlin
picture me grappled,
scrappled, snatched up by yo asshole
indicted
on some chump charges that I didn't even ask
for
gettin hastled by wild boys, like gettin
lassoed by cowboys
any instructions given he
put some more shit on like, now boy
like I'm
supposed to jump out my Nikes and start
sweatin
boss said anything, I'm makin the plan
to start jettin off
oo- ah dont look behind
until my shoes stop
the only thing on my mind
is losin you cop

Chorus

Verse
3

Someone's knockin at my door, oh, who
could it be
big baller with the sawed off
choppin off all below your knees
I testify,
not glorify, when I get high
tell all that
listen what I see through my blood shot
eyes
my peers they die, why, over they set
they ride on cheddar cheese
on they knees,
how, one to the head behind them keys
I dip
through, the town on a rocket ship sittin on
twinkie
smokin sticky, and breathin until my
breathe get stinky
pops that pinky, never
could seem to get his shit together
ran like
DMC, left me livin thougher than leather, teenage
eyes
soakin up the streets like a sponge, drugs
and guns
and freakin hoes seemed to be so fun,
from the beginnin
I've been sittin tryin to be
winnin, dissin bitches
fuckin hoes, conversatin
with women, workin out
pimp ass nigga since my
day of birth, its in my blood nigga
I'm gonna
hustle till I leave this
earth

Chorus

Verse 3

Nigga,
it's in my blood to fuck around with these
thugs
straight villans, drug dealin, 38 snuff
consume niggas buck pealin
I love millions,
plus stackin them chips on up to the
ceiling
sittin on fat like banks, wit out no
scratch and no dank
we gettin bank, to set it
off like Jada Pinkett
in a major way, just
witness, business flossin
boss playas kickin
champagne wishes before this rap
business
playas I went from rags to
riches
to havin cash and bad ass
bitches
since day one, yo nigga been slangin
that A-1 yola
hit ups savings, for razor
blades and bakin soda, paper
chasin, usin V-12
to swell up the cola, baby just shakin
turnin
the liquid form into bolas, I Chef like
Raekwon
those friends that wanna blaze
one
come over, dropped the napalm, until you
scream
straight cream on up, coughin up they
lungs they come back screamin
for more when
it's over, slangin these head rhymes to young
soldiers
these ??? known as hustlers,
nigga

Chorus
(until end)