Yeah.
 Make sure that shit be playin real loud.
 (Me and Yuk you know.)

 Verse 1 *(DMG)*

 Uh
 now once again
 me and my nigga
 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 niggas
 forever ballin
 lead you to the circle, meet niggas wit purple eyes
 can't forget my niggas who live on the north side
 Could you club what?
 G-D's
 throw up yo fins nigga
 it's all mighty
 now what it is, it's part two nigga
 it's brand new (brand new)
 juss fo' you
 Now where you from nigga?
 I'm from the Mid-West
 Who want some nigga?
 I leave yo shit wet
 Now is it you nigga?
 You got the balls?
 Well bring it on nigga, I kills ?em all
 I thought you knew nigga
 Oh you ain't hear the first?
 It's In My Blood nigga
 but now it's way worse
 It's In My Blood.

 (It's In My mutha fuckin Blood! Nigga!)

 Chorus *(Yukmouth)*

 It's In My Blood
 smokin sweets, drink 40's to the suds
 and fuckin wit these thugs nigga
 It's In My Blood
 you wonder why us niggas be hustalas
 and out there sellin drugs nigga
 It's In My Blood
 that drug money, stuff that shit up under the rug
 and make them cops bug nigga
 It's In My Blood
 niggas like me turn niggas like you into hustalas
 fuckin wit thugs, fuckin wit us!

 Verse 2 *(Yukmouth)*

 Regime life
 shit trife nigga
 slangin China white at night
 get light nigga
 2 point 2 pounds of white
 my shit tight nigga
 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 nigga D flip it backwards
 Regime killas nigga
 the captain
 the king of crack and still rappin, bubble up makin moves
 you niggas still jackin
 that's why I'm livin ill, steel packin
 dive on top of niggas and feel like Action Jackson, wit my 9 mill
 blastin
 a real assassin, juss invite me to your mansion homie
 I bet a nigga'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 niggas 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 niggas 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 nigga
 It's In My Blood!

 *(Chorus)* 2x