It's In Me - Young Turk F/ B.G.

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