It`s In Me — текст песни (Young Turk)





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



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