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Fucktheyingyangtwins Hey! I went to school with them pu*** ass niggas They aint worth shit, Man I remember when that ni*** used to be ridin? in that fuc*** up ass pontiac And that shit was god damn sittin? outside He had it posted up like that mother fuc*** was hard That ni*** aint hard, that no hand ass ni*** who he be runnin? with That ni*** aint shit neither, he was up at south side Big boy poppin? cuz he make that bank hit bounce shit I almost slapped his punk ass one day in the lunch room He aint, god damn. I seen him, god damn when whistlin? down the street Talkin? bout he need a ride, what kinda ni*** need a ride? They made whistle while you twurk, And thats functionin? Aint these some hatin ass niggas? Now look at this shit, I asked that ni*** to run me up the street when he got that god damn Impala He said nah, now that was some fuc*** up ass shit Them ol? pu*** ass niggas can suck my dick! (faggots) (Verse 1) Im goin? back mother fuc*** from the 6 zone The same crippled mother fuc*** got picked on I aint never really have shit, holme But a hard time and cold in my spit, holme Now certain that wasnt workin? shit, holme Man some label me a bitch, holme The only plan is im bout to get rich, holme If u don?t like what im sayin?, suck my dick, holme! Poppin? pills and niggas droppin? and fallin? off the fuc*** block Some niggas doin? good and some niggas on crack rocks Some of these niggas make a hell 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 ni*** speak your mind In your ass get it wrong, you gon leave by nine! (Now) I remember when that ni*** D-roc?s mama used to be candy lady That ni*** 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 wasnt never gon blow up in this shit But he still wanna be in this shit and he start runnin? with god damn Kain Like they were really gon blow up bein? the Ying Yang Twins Them ol? punk ass niggas! (Where your handicap sign at?) (Verse 2) Busta bustas nothin? else but bustas Glustlas on a ni*** pinky make em mug us Grills, my squad conceal upon here Crips, they gats conceal upon here Off the river deep down With crip then be quietKnown from the east to the fuc***? west side Nigga down to ride cuz im soldierfied Never swallow my pride and you can check my height Look ni*** Im gon run your bone and try to get with To put this shit in, now you shaken like a bitch F*** that shit, a ni*** sayin you tryin to sound like me So Im gon bust you in the lip like we shoppin? for free And you?re at a low of words for a cat Got your tongue with the gat Got your mouth wide open, so who wanna...Oh u think your The Don!? Ha ha; that aint so, now its real ni*** im a step in to let you fuc***? know! Hey, you remember that ni*** Ed used to walkin? tall He walkin? tall, god he got em beat, he got them golds He think his pockets swole Them niggas still aint got it goin? on He walkin? around tellin? his holmes 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 got that whistle while he twurk! ( I heard he still stay wit this mama) (Verse 3) Middle of the road ah Watch out for them rollas Pimpin Glock, told us Thick like soldiers If ya?ll aint ready, ya?ll gon get it You bitch ass niggas cant really f*** with it Better watch out for them boys And here up on the map Wherever I stop and rest, best believe Im gon to snap You c?mon up in here now them niggas wanna hate em We already on the top of that shit so them niggas cant break us Drop you like a tree, sting you like a bee You make me mad now im knockin? out your fuc***? teeth We can take it to the streets, If you ready then its on Beat you like your daddy then see your ass on A dead man walkin?, a deaf ni*** listenin? A blind ni*** lookin?, a crippled ni*** flippin? No leg ni*** runnin?, a no hand ni*** slap ya Thats some fuc*** up shit if no hand ni*** slap ya! (Ha) That ni*** must be tellin? the truth cuz he a no hand ass mother fuc*** Tried to slap me with that mother fuc*** but he missed I already knew that mother fuc*** wasnt shit when he first said that shit That ol? punk ass boy, And his god damn car he ever had broke down comin? down the street That mother fuc*** just fell, that was some funny ass shit Yea! And remember when we ran that punk ass ni*** out from South Side? And god damn he ran straight up to his crib in the complete other alley How come this mother fuc*** hadnt learned yet That was some fuc*** up ass shit, It was funny though It was funny to me cuz this mother fuc*** think this other ni*** gonna help him And everybody started turnin? their back on himI already knew he wasnt shit and he never gon be shit and he aint never gon mount to shit! (Repeat 3 times) F*** the Ying Yang Twins! They aint shit They aint ridin on dubs! They aint shit They got them golds in they mouth, but they aint shit They aint shit! They aint shit! F*** the Ying Yang Twins!
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