*(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 n***a
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 n***as
Forever ballin
Lead you to the circle, meet n***as wit purple eyes
Can't forget my n***as who live on the north side
Could you club what?
G-D's
Throw up yo fins n***a
It's all mighty
Now what it is, it's part two n***a
It's brand new (brand new)
Juss fo' you
Now where you from n***a?
I'm from the Mid-West
Who want some n***a?
I leave yo shit wet
Now is it you n***a?
You got the balls?
Well bring it on n***a, I kills 'em all
I thought you knew n***a
Oh you ain't hear the first?
It's In My Blood n***a
But now it's way worse
It's In My Blood
(It's In My mutha fuckin Blood! N***a!)

Chorus *(Yukmouth)*

It's In My Blood
Smokin sweets, drink 40's to the suds
And fuckin wit these thugs n***a
It's In My Blood
You wonder why us n***as be hustalas
And out there sellin drugs n***a
It's In My Blood
That drug money, stuff that shit up under the rug
And make them cops bug n***a
It's In My Blood
N***as like me turn n***as like you into hustalas
Fuckin wit thugs, fuckin wit us!

Verse 2 *(Yukmouth)*

Regime life
Shit trife n***a
Slangin China white at night
Get light n***a
2 point 2 pounds of white
My shit tight n***a
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 n***a D flip it backwards
Regime killas n***a
The captain
The king of crack and still rappin, bubble up makin moves
You n***as still jackin
That's why I'm livin ill, steel packin
Dive on top of n***as and feel like Action Jackson, wit my 9 mill
Blastin
A real assassin, juss invite me to your mansion homie
I bet a n***a'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 n***as 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 n***as 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 n***a
It's In My Blood!
*(Chorus)* 2x