Yukmouth - It's In My Blood Part Ii - Sözleri

*(dmg)*



Yeah.

Make sure that shit be playin real loud.

(me and yuk you know.)



Verse 1 *(dmg)*



Uh

Now once again

Me and my nigga

It's in my blood

We straight killas

I be the d and to the m an the m and to the g

Comin from the m-p-l-s, s-t-p

All say it wit me

St. paulin

Southside niggas

Forever ballin

Lead you to the circle, meet niggas wit purple eyes

Can't forget my niggas who live on the north side

Could you club what? 

G-d's

Throw up yo fins nigga

It's all mighty

Now what it is, it's part two nigga

It's brand new (brand new)

Juss fo' you

Now where you from nigga? 

I'm from the mid-west

Who want some nigga? 

I leave yo shit wet

Now is it you nigga? 

You got the balls? 

Well bring it on nigga, I kills ¡®em all

I thought you knew nigga

Oh you ain't hear the first? 

It's in my blood nigga

But now it's way worse

It's in my blood.



(it's in my mutha fuckin blood! nigga!)



Chorus *(yukmouth)*



It's in my blood

Smokin sweets, drink 40's to the suds

And fuckin wit these thugs nigga

It's in my blood

You wonder why us niggas be hustalas

And out there sellin drugs nigga

It's in my blood

That drug money, stuff that shit up under the rug

And make them cops bug nigga

It's in my blood

Niggas like me turn niggas like you into hustalas

Fuckin wit thugs, fuckin wit us!



Verse 2 *(yukmouth)*



Regime life

Shit trife nigga

Slangin china white at night

Get light nigga

2 point 2 pounds of white

My shit tight nigga

What yo grip like? 

Ship like a half a million when I'm fuckin wit mics

Bustin on mics

Wit 5 mics to back it

Kick the acrofacts on the cracks while my nigga d flip it backwards

Regime killas nigga

The captain

The king of crack and still rappin, bubble up makin moves

You niggas still jackin

That's why I'm livin ill, steel packin

Dive on top of niggas and feel like action jackson, wit my 9 mill

Blastin

A real assassin, juss invite me to your mansion homie

I bet a nigga'll come back that same night as a mask man demandin money

Pandamony

See my fam is hungry

Eat a can of phony emcees, then dump they ass in san antoni

'cause niggas bologney like oscar myers

Mobb attire

Makin cops retire the way i, hurdle over barber wire

Fence this

I pimp shit

Relentless

The guiness book world record holder, for fuckin over the most bitches

Regime shit, the thug preachable

Individual-ly, put niggas faces up on the obituals

I was taught to get the doe

It's in my blood since I was crawlin on the rug

And pops was in the kitchen rockin up drugs

Yes sir!

Back then, I knew who I was, a thug

And still a thug until they make me feel the slugs nigga

It's in my blood!



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