Turk
It’s In Me
[Verse 1]
When I start to spray, clear the way, or get shot
Cause once my gun cock, I then aim and pop
I'm a donkey n***a, look here, a untamed gorilla
Wilder than real-a, T.C. representer
Known for spinnin Benz, spendin about fifty
Plus I'm quick to ride, and give it to you bitches
Low-down n***a, always have I always will
Uptown n***a, young and thuggin, ready to kill
In my blood in my veins it be the way that I be
All I know is killin, murder drama no peace
A lil n***a nineteen got off the porch early
I done did it all believe dat, ya heard me
N***a who like testin ya nuts, don't you do it
I don't hesitate especially if you blew it
Your set I run - through it, like a mad man
Don't think I won't do it, leave your momma sad man

[Hook x2]
It's in me my n***a to be the thug that I be
It's in me my n***a to wear baguettes on Roley
It's in me my n***a to wear - T's, 'Baud's, and Ree's
It's in me my n***a, it's in me my n***a

[Verse 2]
It's in my bloodstream wodie, to be the n***a that I am
Sold gats split hash take a boy from his fam
Nothing but streets, shit - it's all a n***a know
Knockin you off yo' feet, quick - that's all a n***a know
Drive-bys and pull-ups I'm prepared any day
Thugging as usual I do dat every day
Bitch-n***as get roasted, if you're not from round my way
In the middle of the quarter in one of them hallways
Quick to spill ya blood, I'm real I ain't fake
Leave ya ass a murder scene in the middle of yellow tape
Put a hole in your thinking cap, you won't be thinking no more
N***a you'll be put to nap
A young n***a play it raw raw, and "X" ya bitch-ass out
Me and my n***a Rat quick to run up in yo' house
Fuck it, I goes out cause it's in me my n***a
When it's a coke drought I tote a semi my n***a
[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
I'm the one they're talkin about, original Hot Boy
Lil' Turk n***a, run up and get shot boy
With a long gun, a K with rounds in it
A n***a, shot at you're dome, when I'm spinning and bending
Non-stop cousin, the chopper a fool yea
Get ya n***a mind right, that's what it do yea
Blood and brains, all over the streets
Is what you see n***a, when ya fucking with me
I'll do you something awful split ya shit real deep
Closed casket you had front you for your peeps
I get up in black, somebody dying tonight
Look, load up the mac, it's time to ride tonight
I'm disguise like a woman mask over my face
Gloves on my hand no evidence for the case
That's how I got it done, look, did it smart and smooth
If you don't want rouble look, n***a better be cool

[Hook x4]