| Five minutes to flush | |
| Nature： | |
| They say they just wanna question me the interuption | |
| 4 in the morning they knocked and caught me fuckin' | |
| Throw on something mad provocative play with the top lock | |
| Buy me some time so i can hide the shit kinda quick | |
| Move the guns clip the herb | |
| They got me shook up plus my nut was disturbed | |
| Hide the chocolate pickin' up shells form off the carpet | |
| Baracaiding the door for war like a hostage | |
| It's my crib, got my name on the lease | |
| Can't explain niggas just get arrained and released | |
| But who snitched set me up, i think it's you bitch | |
| Sacrificing my life for you two kids? | |
| Truth is, i got a business to lose eyewitness news | |
| Paper tellin' bitches to move, police turned this into a zoo | |
| Mad reporters, i laugh as i'm sippin' my brew | |
| They think they caught us | |
| Hook: | |
| 4 in the morning feds are out at the door | |
| What you gonna do? | |
| What you gonna do when they come through for you? | |
| Ooh ee ooh ee ooh ee yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| 4 minutes left | |
| Nature: | |
| About a minute went by they knocked harder | |
| My bitch went hysterical in shock | |
| Slapped her to calm her | |
| 4-4 cocked to armor | |
| It's been a long day now i raid with jakes playin' in the hallway | |
| It's senseless, enter my crib and can't prevent this | |
| Blockin' my enterence, trying to knock it off the hindges | |
| Battering rams coming inches, my hoe was buggin' | |
| Throw a fit thowin' puttin' coke in the oven | |
| Like i'm larry davis the phone rang some d.a. bitch | |
| "nature turn yourself in" i didn't say shit | |
| Knowin' in my heart i'm a stay rich | |
| It's abusing, confusing them until they lose patience | |
| Try to ease up, calm my nerves with the cheeba | |
| Hoping the door doesn't fall before the keys flush | |
| Thieves rush, plus the riot squad | |
| No surrender no retreat shit's deep but times is hard | |
| Hook | |
| Nature: | |
| By the time they had busted in i had touched the cash | |
| Just flushed the last hundred grams nigga subduct the math | |
| They made me either that or let them take me | |
| Still in my night clothes fake like i'm asleep | |
| Spoke to my rat heard him ask where the coke at | |
| Predicate felon hope to never go back | |
| They had survelance aware of all dealings | |
| Knew about bitches that liked to shoot and loot kept in ceilings | |
| Searching my spot behind curtains stay cursing | |
| Chief of police finally meet him in person | |
| But i just flushed the yayo what could he say do | |
| Trying to flip on me, once was on the payroll | |
| Trying to laylow he can't find what he need | |
| So instead i'm cuffed taken down for some weed | |
| But it's just for a short say, i call the firm then emerge | |
| On the streets to return the next court day | |
| Hook |
| Five minutes to flush | |
| Nature: | |
| They say they just wanna question me the interuption | |
| 4 in the morning they knocked and caught me fuckin' | |
| Throw on something mad provocative play with the top lock | |
| Buy me some time so i can hide the shit kinda quick | |
| Move the guns clip the herb | |
| They got me shook up plus my nut was disturbed | |
| Hide the chocolate pickin' up shells form off the carpet | |
| Baracaiding the door for war like a hostage | |
| It' s my crib, got my name on the lease | |
| Can' t explain niggas just get arrained and released | |
| But who snitched set me up, i think it' s you bitch | |
| Sacrificing my life for you two kids? | |
| Truth is, i got a business to lose eyewitness news | |
| Paper tellin' bitches to move, police turned this into a zoo | |
| Mad reporters, i laugh as i' m sippin' my brew | |
| They think they caught us | |
| Hook: | |
| 4 in the morning feds are out at the door | |
| What you gonna do? | |
| What you gonna do when they come through for you? | |
| Ooh ee ooh ee ooh ee yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| 4 minutes left | |
| Nature: | |
| About a minute went by they knocked harder | |
| My bitch went hysterical in shock | |
| Slapped her to calm her | |
| 44 cocked to armor | |
| It' s been a long day now i raid with jakes playin' in the hallway | |
| It' s senseless, enter my crib and can' t prevent this | |
| Blockin' my enterence, trying to knock it off the hindges | |
| Battering rams coming inches, my hoe was buggin' | |
| Throw a fit thowin' puttin' coke in the oven | |
| Like i' m larry davis the phone rang some d. a. bitch | |
| " nature turn yourself in" i didn' t say shit | |
| Knowin' in my heart i' m a stay rich | |
| It' s abusing, confusing them until they lose patience | |
| Try to ease up, calm my nerves with the cheeba | |
| Hoping the door doesn' t fall before the keys flush | |
| Thieves rush, plus the riot squad | |
| No surrender no retreat shit' s deep but times is hard | |
| Hook | |
| Nature: | |
| By the time they had busted in i had touched the cash | |
| Just flushed the last hundred grams nigga subduct the math | |
| They made me either that or let them take me | |
| Still in my night clothes fake like i' m asleep | |
| Spoke to my rat heard him ask where the coke at | |
| Predicate felon hope to never go back | |
| They had survelance aware of all dealings | |
| Knew about bitches that liked to shoot and loot kept in ceilings | |
| Searching my spot behind curtains stay cursing | |
| Chief of police finally meet him in person | |
| But i just flushed the yayo what could he say do | |
| Trying to flip on me, once was on the payroll | |
| Trying to laylow he can' t find what he need | |
| So instead i' m cuffed taken down for some weed | |
| But it' s just for a short say, i call the firm then emerge | |
| On the streets to return the next court day | |
| Hook |
| Five minutes to flush | |
| Nature: | |
| They say they just wanna question me the interuption | |
| 4 in the morning they knocked and caught me fuckin' | |
| Throw on something mad provocative play with the top lock | |
| Buy me some time so i can hide the shit kinda quick | |
| Move the guns clip the herb | |
| They got me shook up plus my nut was disturbed | |
| Hide the chocolate pickin' up shells form off the carpet | |
| Baracaiding the door for war like a hostage | |
| It' s my crib, got my name on the lease | |
| Can' t explain niggas just get arrained and released | |
| But who snitched set me up, i think it' s you bitch | |
| Sacrificing my life for you two kids? | |
| Truth is, i got a business to lose eyewitness news | |
| Paper tellin' bitches to move, police turned this into a zoo | |
| Mad reporters, i laugh as i' m sippin' my brew | |
| They think they caught us | |
| Hook: | |
| 4 in the morning feds are out at the door | |
| What you gonna do? | |
| What you gonna do when they come through for you? | |
| Ooh ee ooh ee ooh ee yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| 4 minutes left | |
| Nature: | |
| About a minute went by they knocked harder | |
| My bitch went hysterical in shock | |
| Slapped her to calm her | |
| 44 cocked to armor | |
| It' s been a long day now i raid with jakes playin' in the hallway | |
| It' s senseless, enter my crib and can' t prevent this | |
| Blockin' my enterence, trying to knock it off the hindges | |
| Battering rams coming inches, my hoe was buggin' | |
| Throw a fit thowin' puttin' coke in the oven | |
| Like i' m larry davis the phone rang some d. a. bitch | |
| " nature turn yourself in" i didn' t say shit | |
| Knowin' in my heart i' m a stay rich | |
| It' s abusing, confusing them until they lose patience | |
| Try to ease up, calm my nerves with the cheeba | |
| Hoping the door doesn' t fall before the keys flush | |
| Thieves rush, plus the riot squad | |
| No surrender no retreat shit' s deep but times is hard | |
| Hook | |
| Nature: | |
| By the time they had busted in i had touched the cash | |
| Just flushed the last hundred grams nigga subduct the math | |
| They made me either that or let them take me | |
| Still in my night clothes fake like i' m asleep | |
| Spoke to my rat heard him ask where the coke at | |
| Predicate felon hope to never go back | |
| They had survelance aware of all dealings | |
| Knew about bitches that liked to shoot and loot kept in ceilings | |
| Searching my spot behind curtains stay cursing | |
| Chief of police finally meet him in person | |
| But i just flushed the yayo what could he say do | |
| Trying to flip on me, once was on the payroll | |
| Trying to laylow he can' t find what he need | |
| So instead i' m cuffed taken down for some weed | |
| But it' s just for a short say, i call the firm then emerge | |
| On the streets to return the next court day | |
| Hook |
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