Luniz In My Nature Lyrics

In My Nature Lyrics

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)