Ying Yang Twins - The Ying Yang Twins | Текст песни

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Intro:D - Roc
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 fucked 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 fucked up ass shit
Them all pussy ass niggas can suck my dick! (Faggots)
Verse 1:Kaine
A cold back mother fucker from the 6 zone
The same crippled mother fucker 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 niggas 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!
Verse2:D - Roc
Poppin’ pills till niggas droppin’ and fallin’ off the fuckin’ 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)
Verse3:D - Roc
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?)

Verse4: Kaine
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 fuckin’ 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
Fuck 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 fuckin’ know!
Verse5:D - Roc
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 6:D - Roc
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 fuck with it
Better watch out for them boys
Steady creeping up on the map
Wherever I stop and rest, best believe I’m

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