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'cause it's all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine, that Ying Yang Twins
Then go bring some pain
Nigga gone tilt it down on they brain

[Chorus: Ying Yang
'cause it's all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine, that Ying Yang Twins
Then go bring some pain
Nigga gone tilt it down on they brain

[Chorus: Ying Yang
'cause it's all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine, that Ying Yang Twins
Then go bring some pain
Nigga gone tilt it down on they brain

[Chorus: Ying Yang
'cause it's all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine, that Ying Yang Twins
Then go bring some pain
Nigga gone tilt it down on they brain

[Chorus: Ying Yang
'cause it's all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine, that Ying Yang Twins
Then go bring some pain
Nigga gone tilt it down on they brain

[Chorus: Ying Yang
'cause it's all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine, that Ying Yang Twins
Then go bring some pain
Nigga gone tilt it down on they brain

[Chorus: Ying Yang
Yo, this is the Ying Yang Twins with a ghetto service public announcement.

Red Line(3x)
Stay by yo self, by yo self

Choke by myself, drink by
Standin by the bar
See every time ying yang catch a vibe
They say we too hype, beg us too be quiet
Thats all good if we was in a church
But niggas be
[Ying Yang Twins]
En-E Men-E Miny-Mo
Just a bunch of many naked hoes
Slack it when they pass the dro
Shake it like a jelly roll.
Jaggie! Jaggie!
folks town,
And fo, I forget to say you should have been fixture streets by MLK,
I ain't talkin' about the dope,
In talking about the raggedy road,
Nigga whatcha say? (Fuck tha world)
And lay her down 'cause its all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine that Ying Yang Twins then gonna bring some pain
Niggaz
Ladies and thugs
Please report to the dance floor
It's Ying Yang Twins and we're about to
Take over the game, game, game, game

Say 1, say 2,
And anybody want to see us apart we need to get rid of
They ass man and that's from the heart. 
Pick em apart now that the ying yang twins got some ends, 
We
ain't never gon' mount to shit

Fuck the Ying Yang Twins, they ain't shit
They ain't ridin' on dubs, they ain't shit
They got them golds in their
[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins]
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a mother' fucka'
See me and my
like a game that you playin' to win 
Make that pussy fart for the Ying Yang Twins 
Sixteen bitches in thongs in one club 
The home of the fifth rate
was a thug 
But you're talking ying-yang like as if you're in a gang 
I mean for goodness sake 
The only beef you ever had was a sirloin steak 
You
gotta get rid of that cancer
Then we can beep beep, I mean, creep creep
I ain't the Ying Yang Twins but you know I like to skeet skeet
And that boy got
[INTRO]
Ying Yang, we done done it again
and put it on the map like hahn!
......
Put it on the map like hahn!

[Chorus]
Think we ain't crunk, they
just a bitch, my nigga (c'mon) 

Ah, now look, this the Ying-Yang Twins right 
And we done collabed with Lil' John and them Eastside Boys and Pastor
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
the whole floor
Ying yang twins kickin' in your door
Scat like a rat when a cat comin' out the house
Dir-ty south
D-Roc
My bad we done did it again
wanna pop that ying-yang
I tell em, "Sit down, shut up bitch, and let me kick game" (y'know)
Cause hoes always be sayin' they got it goin on but if they
[Intro]
Eh, yo, yo yo
This is Ying Yang Twins with a ghetto public service announcment (uh oh)
Red light (ohh), red light (ohh, ohh)
Stay by
like a game that you playin' to win 
Make that pussy fart for the Ying Yang Twins 
Sixteen bitches in thongs in one club 
The home of the fifth rate