Ying Yang Twins

Ying Yang Twins - A! lyrics

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(feat. China Dog)


Fuck them mutha fuckin niggaz and them hoes

and them niggaz that be talkin that smack

Act on those pussy muthafuckaz or those hoes'll

put this trouble on your nutsac

Pack, let a nigga know nigga know do you wanna go that far with us

Do you wanna go to war with us

Do you really thank that you gonna stop a, top a, drop a, NO

With a nigga in tha street [?] heapin at me, he a true city thug

Yeah, ha nigga what? When you trapped in a cut, ain't nobody showin no love

Hoes lookin for a he'll hold to clapped, cuz bitch you already some

If you lookin for a shell to hide behind that mean you [?] from a punk, BITCH!

[Chorus: x2]

A! A! A! A!

Nigga what da fuck, nigga whatcha say, ha

A! A! A! A!

Nigga what da fuck, nigga whatcha say, ha

A! A! A! A!

Nigga what da fuck, nigga whatcha say, ha

A! A! A! A!

Do you know the price you pay


You lay down low for hoes

Get that mat out your nose

You heard the same story told

From beginnin to old

I give a fuck no mo', bitch 'bout the cheese

Hangin round a nigga cuz he drinkin and smokin weed

Ridin on them D'z

Thugs ride clean

Mo' gone mean,

Just many peepin out that scene, gotta make that money man

So I'm headin to the trap

First hit the Micky D'z, dropped da crib to take a nap

Nigga! Nigga! Nigga!

[Chorus: x2]

[China Dog]

You flip the script

I'm gonna kick the shit, for all of my thugs[echo]

Ask me was up, what you got on the dub, but I have no love for scrub[echo]

I gotta get mine, so I grab so Hennessy some weed so I can get crunk

If I get and itchy finger on my finger on da trig-

I'ma put this nig- in da trunk

Don't waste no time, this killa be kill, I ain't fin to die by this shit

Don't waste no time, just walk up to em, squeeze, and lets get what I need

Drag the body in the creek getta burn rubber cuz I gotta fleed the scene

No time to go to jail for a murder case all the thugs,

judge you know what I mean [echo]

[Chorus: x2]


Some of these niggaz be fuckin' ya'll quick, nigga,

what you taught my Ying Yang Twins [?] still runnin' up at the [?]

Some of these niggaz be perpetratin'

On the side-lines, instigatin

Nigga like me be concetrate, quick to start regulate

Grab yo' shit, ya gon' get killed, times up anyway

Fuckin wit the Ying Yang Twins don't you know the price you pay

Obviously you don't cuz you still wanna run ya mouth

When you hear that A![echo] we tell em bout that dirty south

[Chorus: x2]

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