One, two
|
|
To a nigga nature
|
|
Hehe
|
|
|
|
[Verse 1]
|
|
|
No need to cry now, go wipe your tears
|
Be a woman, why you actin' surprised?
|
You showed the bullshit; commin' fake hair
|
fake nails, fake eyes too
|
So why you bound to fuck wit fake guys too
|
Aint nothin' hard about it
|
Why you lookin' sad, should'a though about it
|
Say you learn, i truly doubt it
|
I guess you got a problem with affection, kinda loose with the love
|
Gettin' freaky with the thug niggaz up in the club
|
Ask to buy you a drink, you holla Don Perione (spellin?)
|
Knowin' I'm a cash dealer, still I, remain calm
|
Let you chill with me
|
Plus you was smilin' 'til the bill miss me
|
That's what you get for trynna dick me
|
Missed me with that "buy me this, buy me that"- syndrome shit
|
Bitch get a job if you wanna be rich
|
Gettin' mad 'cuz i cursed and i screamed i hate'cha
|
Introduced you to a nigga nature, feel me
|
|
|
[Chorus]
|
|
|
[Verse 2]
|
|
Probably too nice at first
|
I lettin' you kiss where it hurts
|
Me and you gettin' busy, slangin' dick in the dirt
|
Met you at a pool party it was cool to kick it
|
See us, toungkissin', you was trouly with it
|
Little Exstacy, Hennesey, mix with me
|
Picture me pray for pussy when the dick's for free
|
Hey now, where my niggaz at? Tell these hoes
|
Before I pay; I jerk off, word to Moses
|
Visions of you sittin' there sweaty and wet
|
Pointin' at the places that you want me to hit
|
Give me room all up in the room, call the cops
|
Nigga, hit them walls til the bastard drop
|
Label me: Makaveli - Thug Nigga with pipe
|
Livin' life as a Rock Star friday nights
|
Make money, get pussy
|
Always keep a pager, cell-phone in the ride
|
To complete my Nature now!
|
|
|
[Chorus] (That's a nigga nature!)
|
|
|
[Verse 3]
|
|
Started as a seed from the semen
|
Straight outta Papa's nuts, lustin' for creamin'
|
Bitches wit big butts, curves make a nigga cry, tits and shit
|
When I'm locked down beggin' you for porno fleeks
|
Sneak weed in, helped a nigga passed the time
|
With my name tattoo'd so that ass is mine
|
Tell everybody; 'Pac put it down for good
|
A local legend through the whole hood
|
Follow me, I got a gun on me
|
Goin' for nun on the run baby
|
You know a nigga need some, is my son crazy?
|
Why I cry, when i be thuggin' til i die
|
Picture of nigga in heaven high, of weed I fly
|
Got me missin' dead homies with the phonies that died
|
Hit the weed and hope it get me high
|
Dear God, understand my ways, livin' major
|
Blessed with a thug's heart
|
In a realla nigga nature!
|
|
|
[Chorus x2] (That's a nigga nature!)
|
|
(Just be a nigga nation)
|
(It ain't my fault, that's a nigga nature)
|
(A nigga nature)
|
|
-----------------
|
Thug Nature
|
| 2Pac |
