It`s In Me lyrics

Artist  : Young Turk 
Song : It`s In Me



 Send "It`s In Me" Ringtone to your Cell 

 Whoa 

Hot, Hot 

(B.G.) Wassup Lil Turk


Hot, Hot 

(B.G.) Let em know what's
happening with you nigga 

         Let em
know what's happening 



[Young
Turk]

Look... 

Can u picture a lil nigga
like me straight thuggin 

Hotter than fire,
hotter than something that's in the oven 

The
G - Code, i live by everyday 

Bitch nigga
outta line, bitch nigga get erased 

Like
chalk boards 

Look here my nigga, I mean what
I speak 

Nigga want beef, i rip down both
sides of the streets 

I got niggas like Big
Woo who a ride with me 

Trailer ducking,
Waldo too, a ride with me 

I'm bout beefing,
creeping, whateva 

In any kinda weather act a
fool with the desert 

Pumping in bare, look,
my niggas we thugged out 

Quick to run up in
your house and clear everybody out 

Know what
I'm talking bout 

You don't you better find
out 

Cause i leave your folks in all black,
crying and whined out 

I don't play cousin, I
give niggas head shots 

Not one, a couple of
em, making sure that he drop 

Look here nigga




[Chorus: B.G.] 

Nigga you must don't
know his background, background 

He been a lil
donkey straight from Uptown, 

Nigga you must
don't know his background, background 

He
been a lil donkey nigga, from Uptown, 

Nigga
you must don't know his background, background


He been a lil donkey out that 'Nolia Uptown,


Nigga you must down know his background,
background 

He been a lil donkey nigga, from
Uptown 



[Young Turk]

I'm tired a
telling you niggas bout fucking with me 

What
you think I'm bitch made? Keep on and you'll see!


You can make me go off if you want, and get
your issue 

Face be on the picture, your
relatives gon' miss you 

Nigga, i never talk
twice 

If a nigga get down bad with me, I'm a
show him I aint nothing nice 

I aint gon' buck
I'm a keep it on the tuck 

Catch you with ya
head down, then I'm jamming you up 

You could
under...estimate me if you want 

And watch how
quick ya bitch ass wind up getting get funk


Don't make me pop the trunk, 

You gon'
wish you never did 

Fuck giving body shots,
I'm hitting you in your wig 

You under dig?


I'm a motherfucking murder man (murder man)


With the 'K in my hand 

Nigga you think
that I'm playing? 

It aint nothing for me to
start spraying 

Cause its in my blood line,


I'll leave you where you stand




[Chorus: B.G.] 

Nigga you must
don't know his background, background 

He
been a lil donkey straight from Uptown,


Nigga you must don't know his background,
background 

He been a lil donkey, nigga, from
Uptown, 

Nigga you must don't know his
background, background 

He been a lil donkey,
out that 'Nolia Uptown, 

Nigga you must down
know his background, background 

He been a
lil donkey straight from Uptown 



[Young
Turk]

Whoa, whoa 

When it comes down that
to that guerilla shit 

Nigga I'm bout it


Spinning corners, spitting fades 

Wody
gets me rowdy 

I don't just rap about it, my
nigga, I live it 

You can get it twisted - if
you want you gon get it 

Then they burn yeah


If you haven't been taught 

Nigga you
gon' learn yeah 

Hard head, make a soft ass


Didn't ya momma tell you that young nigga


You got a gun, so what nigga, my gun bigger


If I up with it, don't stunt, i pull the
trigger 

Aim for your head and chest, ya die
quicker 

Nigga, this young nigga here don't
play 

Thuggin' everyday and I roll with a 'K


Don't hesitate, I'll blow you away 

Have
your family, planning a funeral and a wake 

If
you don't want my trouble, you better chill


Learned this a long time ago, "I kill, or be
killed" 



[Chorus: B.G.]

Nigga you
must don't know his background, background


He been a lil donkey straight from Uptown,


Nigga you must don't know his background,
background 

He been a lil donkey straight
from Uptown, 

Nigga you must don't know his
background, background 

He been a lil donkey
out that 'Nolia Uptown, 

Nigga you must down
know his background, background 

He been a
lil murderer straight from Uptown...Nigga