2Pac - Thug Nature lyrics

One, two to a nigga nature
Hehe

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
Ain't 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 niggas
Up in the club ask to buy you a drink
You holla "Dom Pérignon"
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 ya

Why, why, tell 'em that it's my good nature
Why, why, when I do that way

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 truly with it
Little Ecstasy, Hennessey, mix with me
Picture me pray for pussy when
The dick's for free
Hey now, where my niggas 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!

Why, why, tell 'em that it's my good nature
Why, why, when I do that way

Started as a seed from the semen
Straight outta Papa's nuts
Lustin' for creamin'
Bitches wit big butts, curves
Make a nigga cry, tit's 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!

Why, why, tell 'em that it's my good nature
Why, why, when I do that way
Why, why, tell 'em that it's my good nature
Why, why, when I do that way

(Just be a nigga nation)
(It ain't my fault, that's a nigga nature)
(A nigga nature)