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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Turk
Turk
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tab Virgil Jr.
Tab Virgil Jr.
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mannie Fresh
Mannie Fresh
Producer

Lyrics

[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 ****, look here, a untamed gorilla
Wilder then Willa, TC representer
Known for spinnin' Benz, spendin' about fifty
Plus I'm quick to ride and give it to your bitches
A lowdown ****, always have, always will
Uptown ****, young and thuggin', ready to kill
In my blood, in my veins, be the way that I be
All I know is killin', murder, drama, no peace
Lil' **** nineteen, got off the porch early
I done did it all, believe that, ya heard me
**** 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 madman
Don't think I won't do it, leave your mama sad, man
[Verse 2]
It's in me, my ****, to be the thug that I be
It's in me, my ****, to wear big gats or Rollies
It's in me, my ****, to wear tees, 'Bauds and Rees
It's in me, my ****, it's in me, my ****
Look, it's in me, my ****, to be the thug that I be
It's in me, my ****, to wear big gats or Rollies
It's in me, my ****, to wear tees, 'Bauds and Rees
It's in me, my ****, it's in me, my ****
[Verse 3]
It's in my bloodstream, wodie, to be the **** that I am
Sold gats, split hats, take a **** from his fam
Nothin' but streets, shit, it's all a **** know
Knockin' you off yo' feet quick, that's all a **** know
Drive-by's and pull-ups, I'm prepared any day
Thuggin' as usual, I do that every day
Bitch-**** 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, look,  I'm real, I ain't fake
Leave ya ass a murder scene in the middle of yellow tape
Put a hole in ya thinkin' cap, you won't be thinkin' no more
****, you'll be put to nap
A young **** play it raw, raw and X ya bitch-ass out
Me and my **** Rat quick to run up in yo' house
Fuck it, I goes out 'cause it's in me, my ****
When it's a coke drought, I tote a semi, my ****
[Verse 4]
It's in me, my ****, to be the thug that I be
It's in me, my ****, to wear big gats or Rollies
It's in me, my ****, to wear tees, 'Bauds and Rees
It's in me, my ****, it's in me, my ****
Look here, it's in me, my ****, to be the thug that I be
It's in me, my ****, to wear big gats or Rollies
It's in me, my ****, to wear tees, 'Bauds and Rees
It's in me, my ****, it's in me, my ****
[Verse 5]
I'm the one they talkin' 'bout, original Hot Boy
Lil' Turk, ****, run up and get shot, boy
With a long gun, a K with rounds in it
**** showed at your dome when I'm spinnin' and bendin'
Nonstop cousin, the chopper a fool, yeah
Get a **** mind right, that's what it do, yeah
Blood and brains all over the streets
Is what you see, ****, when ya fuckin' with me
I'll do you somethin' awful, split ya shit real deep
Closed casket wit your half, front row for ya peeps
I get up in black, somebody dyin' tonight
Look, load up the mac, it's time to ride tonight
I'm disguised like a woman, mask over my face
Gloves on my hand, look, no evidence for the case
Look, that's how I gotta be done, did it smart and smooth
If you don' want trouble, ****, better be cool
[Verse 6]
It's in me, my ****, to be the thug that I be
It's in me, my ****, to wear big gats or Rollies
It's in me, my ****, to wear tees, 'Bauds and Rees
It's in me, my ****, it's in me, my ****
It's in me, my ****, to be the thug that I be
It's in me, my ****, to wear big gats or Rollies
It's in me, my ****, to wear tees, 'Bauds and Rees
It's in me, my ****, it's in me, my ****
[Verse 7]
Look here, it's in me, my ****, to be the thug that I be
It's in me, my ****, to wear big gats or Rollies
It's in me, my ****, to wear tees, 'Bauds and Rees
It's in me, my ****, it's in me, my ****
It's in me, my ****, to be the thug that I be
It's in me, my ****, to wear big gats or Rollies
It's in me, my ****, to wear tees, 'Bauds and Rees
It's in me, my ****, it's in me, my ****
[Verse 8]
It's in me, my ****
Hey, look here, it's in me, my ****
I guess it's in me, my ****
Young n Thuggin', guess it's in me, my ****
[Verse 9]
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Written by: Byron O. Thomas, Tab Virgil Jr.
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