Yukmouth It's in my Blood Part ii Letras:
*(DMG)*

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?
G-D's
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
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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!

*(Chorus)* 2x
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