It's In Me Lyrics

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 f..cking 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