Lyrics:
the game
We gon make them pop that pussy, Ying Yang in this thang
Them niggas want to hate, it's all in the game
We gon make them pop that pussy, Ying
them pop that p-, Ying Yang in this thang
Them niggas want to hate, it's all in the game
We gon make them pop that p-, Ying Yang in this thang
Y'all bitches betta be scared, it's Calipark music
Ying Yang Twins, U.S.A.
United State of Atlanta
We back in this muthafucker by our goddamn self
We
'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
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
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
and fuck the world
(Man, what you saying nigga?) fuck the world!
Man, I'm down 'cause it's all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine, that Ying Yang Twins
Then go
[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!
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!
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
and fuck the world
(Man, what you saying nigga?) fuck the world!
Man, I'm down 'cause it's all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine, that Ying Yang Twins
Then go
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,
gold Richard Mille, nigga, plain Jane
Two twin blickers, lil' nigga, ying-yang
Strong, strong weed, lil' nigga, Ving Rhames
Big crown on lil' nigga,
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
[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
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,
pressure
They don't miss you 'till you gone with the wind
And they tired of dancing like a Ying Yang Twin
You can't have the Yin without the Yang my
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]
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
[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 aint 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
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