Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's In My Blood Part II, artist - Yukmouth. Album song Greatest Hits, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.09.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rap-A-Lot
Song language: English
It's In My Blood Part II |
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? |
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 |
Cuz 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! |