No need to cry now, go wipe your tears 
Be a woman, why you actin' surprised? 
You showed the [bad word] [bad word]  fake hair 
fake nails, fake eyes too 
So why you bound to [bad word] wit fake guys too 
Aint nothin' hard about it 
Why you lookin' sad, should'a though about it 
Say you learn, i [bad word] 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 [bad word] me 
Missed me with that "buy me this, buy me that"- syndrome [bad word]  [bad word] get a job if you wanna be rich 
Gettin' mad 'cuz i cursed and i screamed i hate'cha 
Introduced you to a [bad word] nature, feel me 
 [bad word]  

[Verse 2] 

Probably too nice at first 
I lettin' you kiss where it hurts 
Me and you gettin' busy, slangin' [bad word] 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 [bad word] when the [bad word] 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  [bad word]  hit them walls til the [bad word] drop 
Label me: Makaveli - Thug [bad word] with pipe 
Livin' life as a Rock Star friday nights 
Make money, get [bad word] 
Always keep a pager, cell-phone in the ride  [bad word] my Nature now! 
 [bad word]  (That's a [bad word] nature!) 

[Verse 3] 

Started as a seed from the [bad word] 
Straight outta Papa's nuts, lustin' for creamin'  [bad word] wit big butts, curves make a [bad word] cry, [bad word] and [bad word] 
When I'm locked down beggin' you for porno fleeks 
Sneak weed in, helped a [bad word] passed the time 
With my name tattoo'd so that [bad word] is mine 
Tell everybody; 'Pac put it down for good 
local legend through the whole hood 
Follow me, I got a gun on me 
Goin' for nun on [bad word] baby 
You know a [bad word] need some, is my son crazy? 
Why I cry, when i be thuggin' til i die 
Picture of [bad word] 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 [bad word] nature! 
 [bad word] x2] (That's a [bad word] nature!) 

(Just be a [bad word] nation) 
(It ain't my fault, that's a [bad word] nature) 
([bad word] nature)