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Ying Yang Twins - F*ck The Ying Yang Twins Ying Yang Twins - F*ck The Ying Yang Twins |
| Hey! I went to school with them pussy ass niggas
They ain’t worth shit,
Man I remember when that nigga used to be ridin’ in that f*cked up ass Pontiac
And that shit was god damn sittin’ outside
He had it posted up like that mother fucker was hard
That nigga ain’t hard, that no hand ass nigga who he be runnin’ with
That nigga ain’t shit neither, he was up at south side
Big Boi poppin' cause he made that Bankhead Bounce shit
I almost slapped his punk ass one day in the lunch room
Then, god damn I seen god damn Eric's crippled ass walking down the street
Talkin’ bout he need a ride, what kinda nigga need a ride?
They made whistle while you twurk, And that’s functionin’
Ain’t these some hatin’ ass niggas? Now look at this shit,
I asked that nigga to run me up the street when he got that god damn Impala
He said noh, now that was some f*cked up ass shit
Them all pussy ass niggas can suck my dick! (Faggots)
[Verse 1]
A cold back mother f*cker from the 6 zone
The same crippled mother f*cker got picked on
Now I ain’t never even really have shit, holmes
But a hard time and coal in my spit, holmes
Now I started rockin' shit that I wasn’t with, holmes
Made some label me a bitch, holmes
The only plan is I’m bout to get rich, holmes
If u don’t like what I’m sayin’, suck my dick, holmes!
Poppin’ pills till niggas droppin’ and fallin’ off the f*ckin’ block
Some niggas doin’ good and some niggas on crack rocks
Some of these niggas make a betta livin’ in the game
Some of these niggas may try but it seems they cant
Cuz when they come down, they see this shit get hard
I know you try to be a man but that shit get hard
If you got it on your chest nigga speak your mind
In your ass get it wrong, you gonna meet by nine! (Now)
I remember when that nigga D-roc’s mama used to be candy lady
That nigga had to go come strait home from school
And could never go outside and play
That lil’ punk ass boy, I always told him he wasn’t never gon’ blow up in this shit
But he still wanna be in this shit and he start runnin’ with god damn Kaine
Like they were really gon blow up being the Ying Yang Twins
Them all punk ass niggas! (Where your handicaps sign at?)
[Verse 2]
Bustas hustlas nothin’ else but bustas
Clustlas on a nigga pinky make em mug us
Grills, my squad conceal upon here
Clips, they gats conceal upon here
Off the river deep down with crip then be quiet
Known from the east to the f*ckin’ west side
Nigga down to ride cuz I’m soldierfied
Never swallow my pride if you be chappin my hide
Look nigga I’m gon run your bone and try to get with
To put this shit in, now he shaken like a bitch
F*ck that shit, a nigga say he tryin’ to sound like me
So I’m gon bust you in the lip and then we stoppin’ the freak
Now you’re at a low of words cause the cat
Got your tongue with the gat
Got your mouth wide open, so who wanna...Oh u think your The Don!?
Ha ha; that ain’t so, now this real nigga done stepped in to let you f*ckin’ know!
Hey, you remember that nigga Eric used to be walkin’ tall
He walkin’ tall, god he got em beat, he got them gold’s
He think his pockets swole
Them niggas still ain’t got it goin’ on
He walkin’ around Capital Homes like a lil punk ass boy
I used to give him his way all the time, he just loved talkin’ shit
Now he think he walkin’ tall
Cuz he god damn made Whistle While You Twurk! (I heard he still stay wit this mama)
[Verse 3]
Middle of the road ah
Watch out for them rollas
Pimpin’ Glock, totas
Thick like soldiers
If ya’ll ain’t ready, ya’ll gon get it
You bitch ass niggas cant really f*ck with it
Better watch out for them boys
Steady creeping up on the map
Wherever I stop and rest, best believe I’m gon’ to snap
We comin’ up with nothin but hits now them niggas wanna hate us
We already on the top of that shit so them niggas cant break us
Drop you like a tree, sting you like a bee
You make me mad now I’m knockin’ out your f*ckin’ teeth
We can take it to the streets, If you ready then its on
Beat you like your daddy then send your ass home
A dead man walkin’, a deaf nigga listenin’
A blind nigga lookin’, a crippled nigga flippin’
No leg nigga runnin’, a no hand nigga slap ya
That’s some f*cked up shit if no hand nigga slap ya! (Ha)
That nigga must be tellin’ the truth cuz he a no hand ass mother f*cker
Tried to slap me with that mother f*cker but he missed
I already knew that mother f*cker wasn’t shit when he first said that shit
That all punk ass boy, And then when that god damn car Eric had broke down comin’ down the street
That mother f*cker just fell, that was some funny ass shit boy
Yea! And then we when we ran that punk ass nigga out from South Side?
And god damn he ran straight up to his crib in the complete other alley
How come this mother f*cker hadn’t learned yet
That was some f*cked up ass shit, It was funny though
It was funny to me cuz this mother f*cker think this other nigga gonna help him
And everybody started turnin’ their back on him I already knew he wasn’t shit and he never gon be
shit and he ain’t never gon mount to shit!
F*ck the Ying Yang Twins! They ain’t shit
they ain’t ridin on dubs! They ain’t shit
they got them gold’s in they mouth, but they ain’t shit
they ain’t shit! They ain’t shit!
F*ck the Ying Yang Twins! They ain’t shit
They ain’t ridin on dubs! They ain’t shit
they got them gold’s in they mouth, but they ain’t shit
they ain’t shit! They ain’t shit!
F*ck the Ying Yang Twins! They ain’t shit
they ain’t ridin on dubs! They ain’t shit
they got them gold’s in they mouth, but they ain’t shit
they ain’t shit! They ain’t shit!
F*ck the Ying Yang Twins! |
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