Turk - Its In Me Lyrics

Mmm, mmm, c'mon

Ah c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

C'mon, c'mon, look, look



[Verse One]

When I start to spray, clear the way, or get knocked

Cause once my thang cock, I then aim and pop

I'm a donkey wodie, a untamed gorilla

Wilder than real-a, T.C. representer

Known for spinnin Benz, gettin about fifty

Plus I'm quick to ride, and give it to you snitches

I'm a no doubt fella, always have I always will

Uptown fella, young and thuggin plus I'm real

In my blood in my veins it be the way that I be

All I know is killin, murder drama no peace

Youngsta nineteen who got off the porch early

I done did it all believe dat, ya heard me

Whoever like testin look, don't you do it

Cause 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



[Chorus]

Look here - it's in me lil' wodie to be the thug that I be

It's in me lil' wodie to wear baguettes on Roley

It's in me lil' wodie to wear - T's, 'Baud's, and Ree's

It's in me lil' wodie - look here - it's in me lil' wodie



[Verse Two]

It's in my bloodstream wodie, to be the type that I am

Sold gats split hash take a boy from his fam

Nothin but streets, look - it's all that I know

Knockin you off yo' feet, it's all that I know

Drivebys and pull-ups I'm prepared every day

Thuggin as usual I do dat every day

Quick to roast ya, if you're not from round my way

In the middle of the quarter in one of them hallways

Quick to still ya yeah, I'm real I ain't fake

Leave that a murder scene in the middle of yellow tape

Put a hole in your thinkin cap, you won't be thinkin no more

Look, you'll be put to nap

A youngster play it raw raw, and "X" ya out

Me and my dog Rat quick to run up in yo' house

Yeah I goes out cause it's in me lil' daddy

When it's a coke drought I tote a semi lil' daddy



[Chorus]



[Verse Three]

I'm the one they're talkin about, original Hot Boy

Lil' Turk wodie, run up and get shot boy

With a long gun, AK with fifty rounds in it

Ain't gon' be nuttin nice, when I'm spinnin and bendin

Non-stop cousin, the chopper a fool yes

Get your mind right, that's what it do yes

Blood and brains, all over the streets

is what you see dawg, messin with me

I'll do you somethin awful split ya deep

Closed casket you had front you for your peeps

I get up then blast, somebody dyin tonight

Load up the mac, look I'm ridin tonight

I disguise like a woman mask over my face

Gloves on my hand no evidence no case

That's how I do it, look, do it smart and smooth

If you don't want my trouble look, better be cool



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