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I can feel it in my heart, you probably see it in my eyes
Real niggas shit, sendin' out the vibes Real trap shit, taxin' niggas, do it all the
time

to heaven (Ha)
1300 call my phone like, "Twin we headlining"
I said, "Bro that shit ain't about none when we rocking shows"
Anytime you see me I rock all

your mind as I do this

*YOGI B*
Twin darkness flipsided unabided
Conscious mortals don't fight it
Uninvited strangers in the chamber of thought
Warlocks

Drop Like This 2001

Ying Yang Twins

Alley...Return of the Ying Yang Twins

2002

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

to doubt me I'm the boss, you know the man wit it
Taking off I go Lebron, I'm gone, I'm A wiggins
Skrrtting off the twin exhausts my sauce I stay dripping

The Militia

Gang Starr

Belly

1998

City light, got me buggin and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with

to spread that love and the peace
But if you wanna start all these things
It's just time to flex the power
By the hour
Keep that sniper time up in the tower

to a blood, them A's went down now
Kinda good lookin', them bitches fine now
I'mma drip some red on the sauna
I'mma cop the bread when it's all gone
I get

care who you with
If we cool we cool, that's it
I stay lit even when it's cold
I'm on fire but my heart's froze
Gimme that brown
Mix it strong
Sipping

love y’all fasho for ridin’ by my side (By my side)
Always kept it real, ain’t never shit to hide (Never hide)
Y’all I’ll kill, niggas lost, I cried (I

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Maximum Rap 12": The Original Maxi Single Collection

1997

the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend

imma keep it real, never fake or bluff
Baby you my twin flame ain't playin' games you know wassup
Girl I can't lie you got me feelin' some way
You steady

myself right na
I'm just by myself right na
This year gone be a li different
I'm on it
I set my intentions
I put my all in this
Why would I let you come

been stoned
All this reefuh
bitch im stoned
Bitch get spooned
Inside my bed
She wanna hop inside my dome
Mix the Ricks up
With the chrome
They changed my

warren buffet
I want my stacks in twins
I'm tryna clone the budget
Run up and
Uh dunk it
All hail the king
Trumpets
All hail the king
Trumpets
I need

friends get in the mix
Rule number seven remember behind an angels mask could be the devil
Rule number eight never let your guard down just play it safe

got sauce everytime I jump they said im like Kris Kross [uh]
He wanna vent, hit den dip aye it was his loss [duh]
He poured X tuh mix wit his factors

repeat it and rinse
Put my brother in position
Now it feel like we twins
Got the cake up and the weight up
Niggas been in the gym
Yeah
Fell back right in

Nightly I walk around here
It don't fright me I lack in all fear
Unlikely the odds around here
Not unlike me to grab her by her hair
Not unlike me to fuck

Can't play the fool we know it's true
Where you been, I waited all my life to catch this second wind
Found my twin, I swear she just like me I wanna love

get gassed up in hype
You could get crossed in the mix
Shawty better act right
She get cropped out the pic
I got a cold heart
Need a bad bitch
We gon

sunkist I'm on mix
Wock and red
This a Glock 40 on me but it's a .9 in the head
It shoot both of 'em
I be havin' modified guns
Transform somethin',

pop
Don’t go mix me up, no hot pot
Don’t go mix me up, no hot pot
It’s hard to see y’all in my box
It’s hard to see y’all in my box
Every moment in

Add it up
So much money on me
We gon' add it up
So much chains on me
We gon' stack it up
Mix yellow diamonds with my white
Shit I don't give a fuck