IN MY NATURE
By
Poison Clan
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featuring Angie Griffin* This is the only version heard on the 12" so it may or may
not be the same track as "The Best of JT Money & the Poison Clan"
DRUGZ: Yo Debonaire there's that girl you tried to talk to!
DEB: Word!
DRUGZ: Hey yo baby c'mere yo why you tryin' to front on my man
Debonaire?
ANGIE: Debonaire?
DRUGZ: Yeah.
ANGIE: Uh uh. All the girls tell me that he's no good.
DRUGZ: Oh, aaight, I ain't gon' argue, but yo, wussup with me? My name is
Drugz!
ANGIE: Look, all you Poison Clan brothers are no good.
Verse 1: Debonaire
Debonaire's bad and so I'm called the Devil's Dad
I kick the funky stuff because I'm rough, and I'ma add
That, girls, I cold leave 'em, I totally deceive 'em
I soothe and then relieve 'em, and then you best believe I'm,
Outie-5000, and I find another bitty
They tell me it's a pity, I want to get the whole city
Girl, so don't you be shocked, you best to get set
Women say I'm sick, but ask me have I seen a vet yet?
Naw, I just keep on, I keep hoe-in'
I keep goin' nowhere and, I can't stop and so in
About a two year period I think I'll put Jim in,
Wait up, lemme see, well, about a hunderd women
(Damn!) Because of that, lots of women wanna hate ya
But I'm sayin', yo, it's in my nature!
Chorus: Angie
According to the Poison Clan, you can never trust a man
I know a man would fool around, but I still can't understand
Verse 2: JT Money
Lovin' and leavin', that's what I believe in
Yo! I only think about me when I'm skeezin'
So, women get mad and call me everything
ALL THEY GOOD 4
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(Yo my nigga fuck that bitch! Tell them all they good for!)Verse 1: JT Money
Time for them bitches with the
Weave and bangols big ear rings and jangols
Walkin' 'round town lookin' all pretty
Actin' all seditty attitude shitty!
You can't front on me bitch I know ya ass
You was valedictorian of my class
Used to copy your papers you lil' nerd
Now you tryin' to get fly? That shit's for the birds!
Seen you every day jumpin' in cars
BMW's, Benz's and Jaguars
Guess you're lettin' all the dope niggas hit ya
See you on the picture, lettin' three get ya
I remember when niggas couldn't touch you
Sold you a buck or two, now they can fuck you!
You got to rap, now I guess that's kinda fun
Because you made projects from 1991
Simply nothin', hoe! You gets nothin', hoe!
Seen you on film, and now you're frontin'? Yo,
Bitch, don't try to flauge, 'cause all you good for
Is some head and a back massage!
All they good FOR! (4x)
Verse 2: JT Money
I know this bitch who fucked niggas with big money
Now she got a big tummy, lookin' like a big dummy
Told another hoe she fiendin' for John Doe
Don't even know his last name and claims she gettin' John's dough
Hoe, you ain't nothin' but a trick bitch,
Schemin' on niggas, tryin' to get rich
Talkin' bout, "So-and-so is my nigga,"
Sittin' on your ass while your bank account's gettin' bigger
But one nigga bust you up and ran
Now you stuck with a baby on your hands
Lookin' at the next man? Don't even bother
It's not my fault you don't know your baby's father
You
GROOVE WITH THE PC
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Chorus:[Groove with the Poison Clan] (7x)
[Poison boys takin' over the club]
Verse 1: JT Money
Once again it's the Clan with a fast one
To make y'all groove like the last one
Niggas were demandin' the PC to come back
With deep bass and funky ass drum tracks
Poison boys takin' over the club again
Makin' that shit y'all love again
While suckas tryin' to get our style
Of true niggas from Miami's underground
JT, a nigga you can get with
Kickin' that hardcore fly shit
Sendin' this one to the niggas in the Bronze
And them hoes with them Dazzey Dukes on
Slangin' that monkey, stacked, lookin' chunky
And caught gettin' funky
Jockin' the Money Man, so ...
[Groove with the Poison Clan]
Chorus
Verse 2: JT Money
Step on the scene with my steel-toes
Holdin' my dick, lookin' for them ill hoes
A nigga like JT be trickin'
Lookin' for a hoe to stick my dick in
Holler at the boys, see what's up with them
They always put a nigga down with the (?)
That's jockin' JT, one raw nigga from the PC
Kickin' the shit that be thumpin'
In a club, that's all you hear pumpin':
The Poison Clan sound
Hoes' pussy poppin' and doin' the Doo-Doo Brown
And the niggas be wildin'
Fuckin' with the hoes and cold profilin'
So if you're down with the Money Man, just ...
[Groove with the Poison Clan]
Chorus
Uzi:
Aw yeah!! Wussup, the Poison Clan is definitely in the house,
y'know what I'm sayin'? Hey yo, my name is Uzi, we got my
man JT Money in the house, m
GAME RECOGNIZE GAME
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Intro: JT MoneyUhh. Smooth track. Got the hoes in the background singin'.
Y'hear 'em? True. Yeah time to get back on them hoes
let 'em know ... can't run game on a gangsta ... a nigga with
game KNOW' game y'know what I'm sayin'? Cut all the small
talk I'ma just tell you the illness I don't wanna be trippin'.
Verse 1: JT Money
Yo some women doubt I'm for real while some shout I'm
A dirty-mouth rapper 'cause I tell the truth 'bout 'em
But yo, after that I felt good
Told the truth 'bout them hoes like nobody else would
And yep, I still feel the same way
But you gotta respect the way the game's played
Because you can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em
So I get with 'em, and then I talk about 'em
'Cause yo, it's all just a game to me
Some women get offended, but you're all the same to me
See, most women got some B or H in 'em
If they don't, they associate with 'em
Why? Because it's in they nature
To run game on brothers and try to gank 'em for they paper
And I'm just up on the whole thing
So yo - game recognize game!
(Game recognize game!) Uh! Come on! Yeah!
(Game recognize game!) W'sup! Yeah, dude, come on!
(Game recognize game!) W'sup to the hoes!
(Game recognize game!) PC lettin' ya know!
(Game recognize game!) Yeah! Come on!
(Game recognize game!) All the hoes, w'sup!!
(Game recognize game!) Yeah! Yeah!
(Game recognize game!) Uh!
Verse 2: JT Money
I know a girl named Susan, constantly juicin'
Brothers for the flow, then she's out the door
And so, heard my last album,
Made a bet with her friend,
HO' STORIES
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Intro: Madd BallYo JT check this out right: 'member back in the days niggas was
skippin' shit right you know fuckin' with the hoes and see we used
to kick lil' rhymes and shit hey I want you to some of the SAME
shit man! ...
JT: Uh! One two!
Madd Ball: Take us back in the days I want you to do this one for all
the boys 'round the way you know what I'm sayin'? Same shit 'bout
all those stank bitches.
Verse 1: JT Money
Hey yo, met a hoe named Sonia
Said "Hey, baby doll, let a nigga get on ya!"
She was with it, but one thing -
She had one leg and walked with a cane
I couldn't tell 'cause she was sittin' real pretty
Bug fat ass and some FAT-ass titties +whistles+
When the hoe stood up,
Trying to balance herself, I'm like, What the fuck!?
I was givin' her plenty play
I ain't wanted to be rude, so I fucked the hoe anyway
I only did what I could, +grunting+
'Cept for one thing about it, the pussy was good
I threw that leg to the ceiling,
Long-dicked the hoe, and the bitch started squealing
+"Ahh! Ah! Ah! Ah!"+
Like a dog in pain, then the bitch
Started cummin' and yellin' out my name
+"Ahh, JT!! JT!! JT!!"+
Then she wrapped that leg 'round my waist,
Held me close and said cum in her face
Now you know I was wit' it
Put dick in her mouth, and the silly bitch BIT it!
Damn! I pulled it out quick
+"God damn! Stupid BITCH!+
Now I got teeth-marks 'round my dick
I hit that bitch like a man,
Mad as fuck, swollen dick in my hand
Now I'm in pain, so I
Beat that bitch-ass with her own cane
+imitates beating noises+
Jump
PUT SHIT PASS NO HO
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Intro: JT MoneyYeahhhh wussup! It's that nigga! Uh! Nine Three!
Catch a record once again on them hoes!
Sendin' this one to all the negroes! Niggas with hoe problems ...
Niggas yo niggas is down over hoes! Shit is real!
Hoes ain't worth it money grip!
No bullshit 'bout them hoes them hoes is SLAMMIN'!
But I ain't got no problem with hoes
see my problem's with niggas! You niggas MAKE hoes like this!
That's why - yo, fuck that! Yo, check it out ...
Verse 1: JT Money
Check it, I make the hoes get butt-ass naked
Every time I wreck shit on a fuckin' record
But listen as I drop it 'bout today's topic
Soft-flow pussy-creep niggas need to stop it!
Wanna shoot another nigga 'bout a hoe
Just 'cause he fuck, nigga, let that bitch go
Now tell her how many niggas fuck before him
Guess you wanna grab a gat and go and try to show them
I ain't think so, not 'bout a stank hoe
Who like to fuck 'round head, tryin' to gain flow?
It's the '90s, you niggas better wake up
A lot of hoes out there's out to take stuff
Now this is not a record 'bout dissin' women
But all women got a little rob-and-givers in 'em
See, all them hoes wanna do is spend flow
With they friends and go dippin' in the Benz-o
Through the 'hood but you just couldn't figure
Your best hoe fuckin' 'round with some other nigga
Now you wanna clean your gun I'm gon' to
But that bitch gon' fuck who she want to!
So to keep that shit on the down low,
My nigga, put shit past no hoe!
Big Ram:
Yeah, don't put shit past NONE of them slimy-ass bitches!
Chorus (4x): JT Money
Put shit p