It's In My Blood Part II Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
*(D[C]MG)*[F]
Yeah.
Make sure that shit be play[C]in
real [F]loud.
(Me and Yuk you know.)

[Verse 2]
Verse 1 *(DMG)*
Uh now [C]once again

[Verse 3]
[C]
me and my [F]nigga
It's In My Blood
we straight killas
I be the [C]D and to the M an
[F]the M and to the G
comin from the M- P- L- S, S- T- P
[C]all say it wit me
St. [F]Paulin
southside niggas
forever ballin
lead [C]you to the circle,
meet nig[F]gas wit purple eyes
can't forget my niggas who
live on the north side
[C]Could you club what?
G- [F]D's
throw up yo fins nigga
it's all mighty
now what [C]it is, it's part [F]two nigga
it's brand new (brand new)
juss fo' you
Now [C]where you from nigga?
I'm from the [F]Mid- West
Who want some nigga?
I leave yo shit wet
Now is it [C]you nigga?
You got the [F]balls?
Well bring it on nigga, I kills ‘em all
I [C]thought you knew nigga
Oh [F]you ain't hear the first?
It's In My Blood nigga
but now it's way worse
It's In My [C]Blood.[F]

[Verse 4]
(It's In My mutha fuckin
Blood! Nigga!)
Chorus *(Yukmouth)*
[C]It's In My Blood

[Verse 5]
[F]smokin sweets, drink 40's to the suds
and fuckin wit these thugs nigga
It's In My [C]Blood
you wonder why us [F]niggas be hustalas
and out there sellin drugs nigga
[C]It's In My Blood
that drug [F]money,
stuff that shit up under the rug
and make them cops bug nigga
It's In My [C]Blood
niggas like [F]me turn niggas
like you into hustalas
fuckin wit thugs, fuckin wit us!

[Verse 6]
Verse 2 *(Yuk[C]mouth)*

[Verse 7]
[C]Regime life
shit [F]trife nigga
slangin China white at night
get light nigga
2 point 2 pounds of white
[C]my shit tight nigga
What [F]yo grip like?
Ship like a half a million when
I'm fuckin wit [C]mics
bustin on mics
wit [F]5 mics to back it
kick the acrofacts on the cracks while my
nigga D flip it backwards
[C]Regime killas nigga
the [F]captain
the king of crack and still rappin,
bubble up makin moves
you niggas [C]still jackin
that's why I'm livin [F]ill, steel packin
dive on top of niggas and feel like Action Jackson,
wit my 9 mill
blastin
[C]a real assassin,
juss in[F]vite me to your mansion homie
I bet a nigga'll come back that same night as
a mask man [C]de mandin [F]money
pandamony
see my fam is hungry
eat a can of phony emcees, then
dump they ass [C]in San Antoni
cuz niggas bologney like
[F]Oscar Myers
Mobb attire
makin cops retire the way I,
hurdle over barber [C]wire
fence this
I pimp [F]shit
relentless
the Guiness Book World Record holder,
for fuckin over the most bitches
[C]Regime shit,
the [F]thug preachable
individual- ly, put niggas faces
up on [C]the obituals
I was taught to get the doe
[F]It's In My Blood since I
was crawlin on the rug
and pops was in the kitchen
rockin up drugs
Yes sir!
[C]Back then, I knew who I was[F], a thug
and still a thug until they make me feel [C]the slugs[F][C]
[F]nig[C]ga
[F]
[C][F][C]
[F]
It's In My [C]Blood!

[Outro 1]
*(Chorus)* 2x
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