Young Turk It`s In Me Lyrics

It`s In Me Lyrics

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