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lirik lagu 2pac – niggaz nature (original version)

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[intro: 2pac & val young]
one, two
to a n-gg- nature, haha..
(oohhh)

[verse 1: 2pac]
no need to cry now, go wipe your tears, be a woman
why you actin’ surprised? you saw the bullsh-t comin’
fake hair, fake nails, fake eyes too
so why you, bound to f-ck wit fake guys too
ain’t nothin’ hard about it why you lookin’ sad? shoulda thought about it
say you learned, i truly doubt it
i guess you got a problem with affection, kinda loose with the love
gettin’ freaky with the thug n-gg-s up in the club
ask to buy you a drink, you holla dom pérignon
knowin’ i’m a cash getter still i remain calm
let you chill with me; plus you be smilin’ ’til the bill miss me
that’s what you get for tryin’ to d-ck me
missed me with that “buy me this, buy me that” syndrome sh-t
b-tch get a job if you wanna be rich
gettin’ mad cause i cursed and i scream i hate’cha
introduced you to a n-gg- nature, feel me?

[hook: val young]
why cry, knowin’ that’s the n-gg-‘s nature
why cry, when he do you that way

[verse 2: 2pac]
i’m probably too nice at first, i let you kiss me where it hurts
me and you gettin’ busy, slingin’ d-ck in the dirt
met you at a pool party it was cool to kick it
see us, tounge-kissin’, you was truly with it
little ecstacy, hennesey, mix with me
picture me pay for p-ssy when the d-ck’s for free
hey now, where my n-gg-s at? tell these hoes
before i pay; i jerk off, word to moses
visions of you sittin’ there sweaty and wet
pointin’ to the places that you want me to hit
give me room all up in the womb, call the cops
n-gg-, hittin’ walls ’til them b-st-rds drop
label me makaveli, thug n-gg- with pipe
livin’ life like a rock star’s friday night
make money, get p-ssy, always keep a pager
cell phone in the ride to complete my nature now!

[hook: val young & 2pac]
why cry, knowin’ that’s the n-gg-‘s nature
(that’s a n-gg- nature)
why cry, when he do you that way

[verse 3: 2pac]
haha.. started as a seed from the s-m-n; straight outta papa’s nuts
l-stin’ for creamin’ b-tches with big b-tts
curves make a n-gg- cry, t-ts and sh-t
when i’m locked down beggin’ you for p-rno flicks
sneak weed in, help a n-gg- p-ss the time
put my name tattoo’d so that -ss 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 none on the run baby
you know a n-gg- need some, is my son crazy?
why i cry, when i be thuggin’ ’til i die
picture a n-gg- in heaven, high off weed i fly
got me missin’ dead homies wishin’ phonies would die
hit the weed and hope it get me high; dear god
understand my ways, livin’ major
blessed with a thug’s heart.. and a real live n-gg- nature

[hook: val young & 2pac]
why cry, knowin’ that’s the n-gg-‘s nature
(cause that’s a n-gg- nature)
why cry, when he do you that way
(this be a n-gg-‘s nature)
why cry, knowin’ that’s the n-gg-‘s nature
(it ain’t my fault, that’s a n-gg- nature)
why cry, when he do you that way
(don’t blame me, blame my mama, a n-gg- nature)
why cry, knowin’ that’s the n-gg-‘s nature
why cry, when he do you that way
why cry, knowin’ that’s the n-gg-‘s nature
why cry, when he do you that way