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lil jyule - it's my nature كلمات أغنية

[chorus]
do i hate ya? (do i hate ya?)
it’s my nature (it’s my nature)
do i hate ya? (do i hate ya?)
it’s my nature (it’s my nature)
r_i, r_i_c is in my blood, r_r_i_c is in my blood
do i hate ya? (do i hate ya?)
do i hate ya?, it’s my nature
do i hate ya? (do i hate ya?)
it’s my nature (it’s my nature)
r_i, r_i_c is in my blood, r_r_i_c is in my blood

[verse 1: doc]
sometimes it’s like a motherf_ckin’ habit
i sn_tch your sh_t, and tell you quickly “sorry, silly rabbit”
’cause tricks hop for you kids like takin’ candy from a baby
and will i k!ll you? sh_t, there ain’t no if and buts or maybes
see, ain’t no second guessin’ ’cause my mind is like a train
in trackin’ hollow points inside your motherf_ckin’ brain
no witnesses, my business means the cops’ll have no chase
and if i beat the pigs, that mean thе judge’ll have no case
im grabbin’ my f_ckin’ pump, i bеt you guessed what happened next
it’s hard to hold your breath when a sawed_off is at your chest
but why did i pull my trigger? i really don’t know, i guess i’m psycho
i’m droppin’ off bombs so big they call yo’ house a baby waco
i used to slang the rocks, and stay a victim of the narcs
say f_ck, and pull my glock, and put them crackers in a wooden box
by the f_ckin’ trigger is how i live until i die
my mama told me, “boy, you livin’ hesitated suicide”
guess i got to die because i’m havin’ what i want
my sh_t is up to date, the year, the day, the f_ckin’ month
a n_gga colorblind, ’cause when i go i’m gonna get mine
and when i pull my nine, drop your jaws, you b_tches know the time
don’t take this sh_t so personal because i really dont hate ya
blame it on your f_ckin’ creator
it’s in my motherf_ckin’ nature
[verse 2: lil jyule]
little jyule on this track, kickin’ sh_t with my glock c_cked back
wrappin’ up out these buster b_tches, stabbin’ players in they back
cross_out trick, make me sick, all you busters suck my d_ck
catch you ridin’ clean, i’ma jack you for your f_ckin’ sh_t
slippin’ on my mask, get my gun, now watch this stain
i’ma catch that buster slippin’ in his chevy at the skatin’ rink
d_mn, who rollin’ clean? i’m rollin’ clean and not that cross_out b_tch
south park, lil’ rod’s in this ho, handed me my full clip
lil’ t with that glock, watch ’em pop, he don’t bar no cop
ballin’ down richmond, on a baja with his nina c_cked
cuzzo got that trey_8_0, ab, let me blast that ho
lil’ mane got that nina, and you know he’s comin’ off lil’ flow
junebug, ak automatic to your motherf_ckin’ dome
test my chrome, all day long, lil’ bud’, you done flat foot wrong
doc, he’s on my side, bumpin’ mine, one more homicide
test my natures, read the papers, it’s in my motherf_ckin’ nature

[chorus]
do i hate ya? (do i hate ya?)
it’s my nature (it’s my nature)
do i hate ya? (do i hate ya?)
it’s my nature (it’s my nature)
r_i, _r_i_c is in my blood, r_r_i_c is in my blood
do i hate ya? (do i hate ya?)
do i hate ya? (do_i_do i hate ya?)
do i hate ya?
it’s my nature (it’s my nature)
do i hate ya? (do i hate ya?)
it’s my nature (it’s my nature)
r_i, r_i_c is in my blood, r_r_i_c is in my blood
it’s my nature (it’s my nature)
[verse 3: doc]
i growed up in the city called the bottom
and tryin’ to reach the top is the reason why i shot ’em
some people don’t understand the true plan of a ghetto man
you b_tches all seen the rage and the gaze thats inside my head
a player must be strong and beyond just to live long
no b_tches i be in love, no, my n_gga, they get pimped on
see, in this small town with the yards and the fences
we makin’ easy money, pimpin’ hoes in style in memphis
but it really don’t explain why i do the sh_t i do
i’d rather blast a b_tch than to tell a n_gga f_ck you
they tell me talk is cheap so i let them b_tches know
it’s costin’ you your life when you f_ckin’ with a psycho
no pity on a n_gga, ’cause we take this sh_t for granted
no time to f_ckin’ panic, it’s your heart_sn_tchin’_bandit
a n_gga from the bottom is a pimp or a robber, but a n_gga like the doc was lost, found and forgotten
see, i’m a born k!ller, my momma died on the table
i still bury b_tches, and it’s twenty years later
read your f_ckin’ paper
it’s in my motherf_ckin’ nature

[verse 4: lil jyule]
comin’ out smooth as h_ll for this final f_ckin’ verse
shot that buster trick_ass n_gga, put ’em in a f_ckin he_rs_
n_ggas think i’ma ho, ’cause i ain’t with that bull sh_t
run across that r_i_c you get your f_ckin’ wig split
rollin’ through the r_i_c, checkin’ on my crack sales
one of my n_ggas say my sh_t is boomin’ so f_ckin’ well
i’m happy as a f_ggot with a bag full of d_cks
i got my nina c_cked in case these b_tches pull some tricks
i’m ballin’ kinda heavy ’cause i heard they was after me
buckin’ all these buster b_tches, police n_ggas can’t capture me
get in to my crizzib look insizzide, see some heads
i got a funny feelin’ it’s the motherf_ckin’ feds
i jumped back in the chevy, but it’s still too late
’cause that police b_tch put that chrome to my motherf_ckin’ face
i’m bucked down, i’m locked down, n0body can escape me
it’s in my motherf_ckin’ nature
[chorus]
do i hate ya? (do i hate ya?)
it’s my nature (it’s my nature)
do i hate ya? (do i hate ya?)
it’s my nature (it’s my nature)
r_i, r_i_c is in my blood, r_r_i_c is in my blood
do i hate ya? (do i hate ya?)
do i hate ya? (it’s my nature)
r_r_i_c is in my blood, r_r_i_c is in my blood
r_r_i_c is in my blood, r_r_i_c is in my blood

- lil jyule

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