AZ:   Yeah...Where's it at?   From Coke to Dope, gettin' it on the outta state strip   Star Trek was the stamp pass some outer space shit   Ice the bracelet, 3 karats, custom made shit   Love or hate it, had two bitches playin' day shit   Kept a cheese line security, holdin' three nines   I'm tryin' to see mines, knowin' diesel's on the decline   Whip the work up, more than traffic, who's the first up?   See them young cats fuck wit that Crack, but be the first stuck   Too many on the same block, same talk   In fact they all probably cop from the same spot   I'm heavy in it, every car got the celli in it   Dash board Amor Alled up Cherry scented   Trees mixed wit it, different pagers every minute   Play the block smellin' easy miyach, I'm buried in it   It's boss playin', respect the lifestyle I'm portrayin'   Play the streets wit a freak up in my loft playin'   Nickel nines, my prime young duns'll stick you blind   Told the only way to get doe is if you grind      CHORUS: Nature (AZ)   Some thugs have all the luck   While some thugs feel all the pain (Feel that)   Locked up doin' major time, or on the block still caught in the game   It's a boy thing (Morphine, Quine Nine...Yeah)   It's the dope game (Bonita, Thiedga, shoot it, sell it, snort it)   Some thugs have all the luck (We got this)   Some thugs have all the fame      AZ:   So now it's platinum, diamonds, and gold, we all hold   Cars we all drove, hoes we all know   Shorts in the summertime, minks for the snow   Bitch ass niggas got back snitched on the low   It's funny how the Feds always knew where to go   It's our price, dope & vice, watch me blow   It's real shifty, brought fam to get ill wit me   To many 50/50 niggas tryin' to chill wit me, build wit me   Plus my connects still hit me   What nigga? Nine on the cut, shit is crispy   What makes a man? Most y'all niggas fakin' y'all hand   Wrong shit up in you cake mix takin' your grams   If you a hustla do it like the hustlas do   Clientel first before you try stretchin' your stew   Big boys play for large sums   Stack up, strategize, watch the cars come   It's all a game, never get caught in the fame, or short your change   Boy is a slang for Dope, girl is Cocaine   You no name, knock a Ki of work in a week   Through word of mouth came the clout, now I'm hurtin' streets      CHORUS: Nature (AZ)   Some thugs have all the luck (Wha)   While some thugs feel all the pain (You know?)   Locked up doin' major time (Double digits), or on the block still caught    in the game   It's a boy thing (3-5-7, 9 and a half)   It's the dope game (Surprise, Body Bag, Unknown)      AZ:   Control all the mad money, 98 Jag money   Brag money, the type killas wanna bag from me   Name ringin' medallion on my chain swingin'   We mastered, soldiers even in the rain slingin'   Turkeys on Thanksgivin', lovin' the chips   Seven day trips, bitches just lovin' the dip   Can we live? No more safe boxes in the cribs   Just bank accounts, different ammounts, fuck a bid   We slow grindin', lady friends co-signin'    Legit jobs, houses, & cars, but no shinin'   Life or death, learnin' new steps, right from left   Preciseness, where I end off you bite the rest      CHORUS: Nature (AZ)   Some thugs have all the luck   While some thugs feel all the pain (You know)   Locked up doin' major time (25 with a L), or on the block still caught    in the game   It's a boy thing (Woar)   Some thugs have all the luck    While some thugs feel all the pain (It's like this)   Locked up doin' major time (It's on & on & on), or on the block still    caught in the game   It's a boy thing      AZ:    Game don't stop... Wha... You know the kings, we know the kings, it's    like this y'all...VIP.. Ved bag, dope thinkin', niggas gnawin' off this    shit, huh, 98, huh, ya hear? Ghetto Fabulous baby, What the fuck? We    out