*(dmg)* Yeah. Make sure that **** be playin real loud. (me and yuk you know.) Verse 1 *(dmg)* Uh Now once again Me and my ***** 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 *****s Forever ballin Lead you to the circle, meet *****s wit purple eyes Can't forget my *****s who live on the north side Could you club what? G-d's Throw up yo fins ***** It's all mighty Now what it is, it's part two ***** It's brand new (brand new) Juss fo' you Now where you from *****? I'm from the mid-west Who want some *****? I leave yo **** wet Now is it you *****? You got the *****? Well bring it on *****, i kills ＆em all I thought you knew ***** Oh you ain't hear the first? It's in my blood ***** But now it's way worse It's in my blood. (it's in my mutha ****in blood! *****!) Chorus *(yukmouth)* It's in my blood Smokin sweets, drink 40's to the suds And ****in wit these thugs ***** It's in my blood You wonder why us *****s be hustalas And out there sellin drugs ***** It's in my blood That drug money, stuff that **** up under the rug And make them cops bug ***** It's in my blood *****s like me turn *****s like you into hustalas ****in wit thugs, ****in wit us! Verse 2 *(yukmouth)* Regime life **** trife ***** Slangin china white at night Get light ***** 2 point 2 pounds of white My **** tight ***** What yo grip like? Ship like a half a million when i'm ****in wit mics Bustin on mics Wit 5 mics to back it Kick the acrofacts on the cracks while my ***** d flip it backwards Regime killas ***** The captain The king of crack and still rappin, bubble up makin moves You *****s still jackin That's why i'm livin ill, steel packin Dive on top of *****s and feel like action jackson, wit my 9 mill Blastin A real assassin, juss invite me to your mansion homie I bet a *****'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 *****s bologney like oscar myers Mobb attire Makin cops retire the way i, hurdle over barber wire Fence this I pimp **** Relentless The guiness book world record holder, for ****in over the most *****es Regime ****, the thug preachable Individual-ly, put *****s 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 ***** It's in my blood! *(chorus)* 2x
*(dmg)* Yeah. Make sure that **** be playin real loud. (me and yuk you know.) Verse 1 *(dmg)* Uh Now once again Me and my ***** 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 *****s Forever ballin Lead you to the circle, meet *****s wit purple eyes Can't forget my *****s who live on the north side Could you club what? G-d's Throw up yo fins ***** It's all mighty Now what it is, it's part two ***** It's brand new (brand new) Juss fo' you Now where you from *****? I'm from the mid-west Who want some *****? I leave yo **** wet Now is it you *****? You got the *****? Well bring it on *****, i kills ＆em all I thought you knew ***** Oh you ain't hear the first? It's in my blood ***** But now it's way worse It's in my blood. (it's in my mutha ****in blood! *****!) Chorus *(yukmouth)* It's in my blood Smokin sweets, drink 40's to the suds And ****in wit these thugs ***** It's in my blood You wonder why us *****s be hustalas And out there sellin drugs ***** It's in my blood That drug money, stuff that **** up under the rug And make them cops bug ***** It's in my blood *****s like me turn *****s like you into hustalas ****in wit thugs, ****in wit us! Verse 2 *(yukmouth)* Regime life **** trife ***** Slangin china white at night Get light ***** 2 point 2 pounds of white My **** tight ***** What yo grip like? Ship like a half a million when i'm ****in wit mics Bustin on mics Wit 5 mics to back it Kick the acrofacts on the cracks while my ***** d flip it backwards Regime killas ***** The captain The king of crack and still rappin, bubble up makin moves You *****s still jackin That's why i'm livin ill, steel packin Dive on top of *****s and feel like action jackson, wit my 9 mill Blastin A real assassin, juss invite me to your mansion homie I bet a *****'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 *****s bologney like oscar myers Mobb attire Makin cops retire the way i, hurdle over barber wire Fence this I pimp **** Relentless The guiness book world record holder, for ****in over the most *****es Regime ****, the thug preachable Individual-ly, put *****s 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 ***** It's in my blood! *(chorus)* 2x
