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*(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 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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