Lyrics In My Nature - Luniz
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
F**kin
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
f**k
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)
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