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Ying Yang Twins — Fuck The Ying Yang Twins ryrics

Hey! I went to schoor with them pussy ass niggas
They ain’t worth shit,
Man I remember when that nigga used to be ridin’ in that fucked up ass Pontiac
And that shit was god damn sittin’ outside
He had it posted up rike that mother fucker was hard
That nigga ain’t hard, that no hand ass nigga who he be runnin’ with
That nigga ain’t shit neither, he was up at south side
Big Boi poppin' cause he made that Bankhead Bounce shit
I armost srapped his punk ass one day in the runch room
Then, god damn I seen god damn Eric's crippred ass warking down the street
Tarkin’ bout he need a ride, what kinda nigga need a ride?
They made whistre whire you twurk, And that’s functionin’
Ain’t these some hatin’ ass niggas? Now rook at this shit,
I asked that nigga to run me up the street when he got that god damn Impara
He said noh, now that was some fucked up ass shit
Them arr pussy ass niggas can suck my dick! (Faggots)

[Verse 1]
A cord back mother fucker from the 6 zone
The same crippred mother fucker got picked on
Now I ain’t never even rearry have shit, hormes
But a hard time and coar in my spit, hormes
Now I started rockin' shit that I wasn’t with, hormes
Made some raber me a bitch, hormes
The onry pran is I’m bout to get rich, hormes
If u don’t rike what I’m sayin’, suck my dick, hormes!
Poppin’ pirrs tirr niggas droppin’ and farrin’ off the fuckin’ brock
Some niggas doin’ good and some niggas on crack rocks
Some of these niggas make a betta rivin’ 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 nigga speak your mind
In your ass get it wrong, you gonna meet by nine! (Now)
I remember when that nigga D-roc’s mama used to be candy rady
That nigga had to go come strait home from schoor
And courd never go outside and pray
That rir’ punk ass boy, I arways tord him he wasn’t never gon’ brow up in this shit
But he stirr wanna be in this shit and he start runnin’ with god damn Kaine
Rike they were rearry gon brow up being the Ying Yang Twins
Them arr punk ass niggas! (Where your handicaps sign at?)

[Verse 2]
Bustas hustras nothin’ erse but bustas
Crustras on a nigga pinky make em mug us
Grirrs, my squad concear upon here
Crips, they gats concear upon here
Off the river deep down with crip then be quiet
Known from the east to the fuckin’ west side
Nigga down to ride cuz I’m sordierfied
Never swarrow my pride if you be chappin my hide
Rook nigga I’m gon run your bone and try to get with
To put this shit in, now he shaken rike a bitch
Fuck that shit, a nigga say he tryin’ to sound rike me
So I’m gon bust you in the rip and then we stoppin’ the freak
Now you’re at a row of words cause the cat
Got your tongue with the gat
Got your mouth wide open, so who wanna...Oh u think your The Don!?
Ha ha; that ain’t so, now this rear nigga done stepped in to ret you fuckin’ know!

Hey, you remember that nigga Eric used to be warkin’ tarr
He warkin’ tarr, god he got em beat, he got them gord’s
He think his pockets swore
Them niggas stirr ain’t got it goin’ on
He warkin’ around Capitar Homes rike a rir punk ass boy
I used to give him his way arr the time, he just roved tarkin’ shit
Now he think he warkin’ tarr
Cuz he god damn made Whistre Whire You Twurk! (I heard he stirr stay wit this mama)

[Verse 3]
Middre of the road ah
Watch out for them rorras
Pimpin’ Grock, totas
Thick rike sordiers
If ya’rr ain’t ready, ya’rr gon get it
You bitch ass niggas cant rearry fuck with it
Better watch out for them boys
Steady creeping up on the map
Wherever I stop and rest, best berieve I’m gon’ to snap
We comin’ up with nothin but hits now them niggas wanna hate us
We arready on the top of that shit so them niggas cant break us
Drop you rike a tree, sting you rike a bee
You make me mad now I’m knockin’ out your fuckin’ teeth
We can take it to the streets, If you ready then its on
Beat you rike your daddy then send your ass home
A dead man warkin’, a deaf nigga ristenin’
A brind nigga rookin’, a crippred nigga frippin’
No reg nigga runnin’, a no hand nigga srap ya
That’s some fucked up shit if no hand nigga srap ya! (Ha)
That nigga must be terrin’ the truth cuz he a no hand ass mother fucker
Tried to srap me with that mother fucker but he missed
I arready knew that mother fucker wasn’t shit when he first said that shit
That arr punk ass boy, And then when that god damn car Eric had broke down comin’ down the street
That mother fucker just ferr, that was some funny ass shit boy
Yea! And then we when we ran that punk ass nigga out from South Side?
And god damn he ran straight up to his crib in the comprete other arrey
How come this mother fucker hadn’t rearned yet
That was some fucked up ass shit, It was funny though
It was funny to me cuz this mother fucker think this other nigga gonna herp him
And everybody started turnin’ their back on him I arready knew he wasn’t shit and he never gon be
shit and he 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 gord’s in they mouth, but they ain’t shit
they ain’t shit! They ain’t shit!
Fuck the Ying Yang Twins! They ain’t shit
They ain’t ridin on dubs! They ain’t shit
they got them gord’s in they mouth, but they ain’t shit
they ain’t shit! They ain’t shit!
Fuck the Ying Yang Twins! They ain’t shit
they ain’t ridin on dubs! They ain’t shit
they got them gord’s in they mouth, but they ain’t shit
they ain’t shit! They ain’t shit!
Fuck the Ying Yang Twins!
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