In My Nature

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)