Ying Yang Twins


Lyrics



Alley...Return of the Ying Yang Twins
2002

Playahatian
I'm Tired
Alley
Sound Off
Huff Puff
By Myself
Drop Like This 2001
ATL Eternally
Hunchin'
Tongue Bath
Twurkulator
Credits
Crank It Up
Say I Yi Yi

 

Playahatian


I'm Tired

[D-Roc]
Walkin' round' town like I'm lost, sittin' in da house like a log
Nigga had to find somethin' out, playa wanna shine das all
Don't help to twine wit' mine so small
Nigga nigga nigga nigga please, hataz all around me let a nigga breathe
What a nigga say at the slip of the lip?
Man fuck dat bitch need to quit, talk about a nigga like a hoe
What they wanna hate me fo?
When a nigga step through da doe' conversation get low
With these type of niggas I don't need no communication
Cuz' playahation das so irrelavent next motherfucker that hate
I'm thinkin' bout' writin' a letter to da president
Swimmin' in da land of da lost, nigga don't sleep too good
Nigga tired been all off from stress dat can will, would, should
Probably could make a nigga ass go insane
Stay smoked out all day mary jane, niggas be tryin' to make me
Strain, hataz wanna put a chain on my rang
Get a nigga mind off track and worry bout' you givin' my shit back
All ova hea need to stay ova dea, you got yo' own stay outta my hair
Niggas and bitches is both da same they lie, steal, cheat, fuck, suck,
Trick, and all dis then they in yo' face wit' dat I love shit

[Chorus]
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Fake booty, boot busta ass niggas all around me
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Hoes, hoes, hoes is all I see
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Won't chall get da fuck on and leave me alone
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Niggas get gone uh, bitches get gone uh (x2)

[Kaine]
Muthafuckas come around my face, mouf got a bad ass taste
Why the motherfuckers wanna hate?
Need to get out my way, let a motherfucker come through
Do wha tha fuck I gotta do, dis don't concern you
I'm tryin' to handle my business, get on da good foot
You need to jump on da band wagon and not stand backin'
Cuz' errbody tryin' to get rich, buy a new house and shit
Make our way out da hood, like everybody should
But you up to no good tryin' to bring a nigga down
Spreadin' lies around town nigga like a fu-ckin clown
It only make you look bad, errbody jokin' yo' ass
It just make me laugh, make a nigga move on, made me write dis song
Now I'm in the fuckin' zone, tha list goes on and on
But they say two wrongs dat don't make no right
It just make it worst, I addressed it first
That's why I wrote this verse, probably say da truth hurt
I'm bout' tired of dis shit, ya need to let da shit go
Quit actin' like a fuckin' hoe, yeah it's time to grow
If you do it will show

[Chorus]
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Fake booty, boot busta ass niggas all around me
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Hoes, hoes, hoes is all I see
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Won't chall get da fuck on and leave me alone
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Niggas get gone uh, bitches get gone uh (x4)

I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd


I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd


Alley

[Hook]
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nooooooow

[D-Roc]
Tell a nigga dont act no fool
What's up cuz? Stay cool
Smoke some mary jane, you know the rules
Haters puttin salt in the game
Wanna keep a thug out the drug house
But you know the drill...a fro, polo
And a nigga in the club smokin dubs
Like a tru center thug
The big boy Willie Grill
Smoke swisher sweets, dont miss a beat
If a nigga feelin froggy leap
We ballin, shot-callin
ho's holla'n, try to follow
When a nigga aint ballin, sheesh
Still pullin on the hair
On my ching-ching weigher
(????????????)
Ho we can head to the spot in Decatur
(??) smoke optimos, and try to cop the ho's
(?) cant stop my (?)
Killa a bitch, kill a bitch, soon to buss
Aint to many niggas that can fuck wit' us
Y'all niggas think you can fuck wit' us
Some of y'all niggas gon' miss the bus
See playa we dangerous, stay (???)
Cock-block that fo'-fifth,
Switch your hands like (??)
Man then kick over to
Nigga cant see me with a birds-eye view
So you betta back up, back up
'fore a nigga straight have to act up, act up
Stand in this thang wit' the mac up, mac up
... 10 then because

[Hook]
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we alley
Whoa

[Mr. Ball]
We some alley muh'fuckas from the ATL, Georgia boys
We came to bring the noise, and we got them tonka toys (boom boom boom)
Niggas be bitin like jaws, nigga back the fuck off my balls
If you got some beef wit' me, then I got some beef wit' y'all
Now ooh lawd, them boys on the map again
Who they be? Mr. Ball and them Ying-Yang Twins
And when you down for yours, my nigga, I'm down for mine
Now dont make me have to say this shit one more time
Now back up, I know you dont want some muthafucka to act up
I thank you need to put your muthafuckin ?gack? up
Before you get dealt with
Fuckin around and get yourself hit
Off some fuckin bullshit
Cause we some country-ass Georgia niggas, I told ya nigga
We done and we done showed ya nigga, it's on my nigga
Doin this shit one more 'gain
I thank this time I'ma get a lil' more money to spend

[Hook]
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
Ah

[moans 'n groans]

[Kaine]
Ah, we some alley muthafuckas, shawty ya didnt know
Niggas is entertainin when they hit the front door
Nigga be like whoa, stop, control
But he was poppin off, so I'ma hit him in his nose
Throwin them 'bows, ColliPark know it explodes
Have a nigga feelin crunchy, smellin like toes
Ya know we had it from Georgia to Cali'
Doin shows from Virginia to that Cakilaki
Ask if are we lackin? Nothin, see we packin
4-5 glocks, .9 spray milli-tec and no actin, I'm blastin
I make my money ?threashin?
The foes see the gold and they dont wanna respect him
Maybe I cant help it, the way that I act
Handle your part thug, give him a heart-attack
Beatin ass in the back, slammin upon a track
Ying-Yang in this thang, ColliPark runnin thangs

[Hook]
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley

[D-Roc]
Now what's on your mind, if you got something to say
Then say that shit, dont hold that shit
Bitin your tongue, because your boys aint here
Who you roll with, 'cause that's bullshit
You'll get your ass kicked fuckin wit' real thugs
Playahatin you gets no love
Run and get your boys if you thinkin you're hard
If you know like I know, then your ass wont start...
with some crazy muh'fuckas tote gats too
Crazy muthafuckas that'll blast you
Crazy muthafuckas dont give a shit
What? Y'all niggas dont know who y'all fuckin with
We T-H-U-G-G-E-D O-U-T
We'll F-U-C-K yo' ass up with that heat

[Kaine]
Mutha-mutha-muthafuckas always talkin shit
Sixty-five niggas you can suck my dick
We Ying-Yang and it aint no thang
Sheisty muthafucka put it down on they brain
We real, some tru-city thug shit
The essence of a thug, they dont like a nigga in public
With two glocks, I represent 2pac, the block is too hot
They want a fool out the neighborhood (why)
Straight hard to fuck with, know he slangin hard
Niggas is paranoid, all I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
We youngin's nigga

[Hook] - 2X
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley

My nigga


Sound Off

(Chorus)
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
SOUND OFF, all my hoes in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, NIGGA, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF

(Ying Yang)
Niggas crossed standin all in line
The club packed every muthafucken time
Fly hoes looking alike darnit
Rich thugs takin over V.I.P parkin
Say you came to hang, well i bet
4, or 5 crooks are here, we brang sweat
Smokin till you caint get no higher
If the twins in your city its gonna be an all nighter
Lucky women out there lemme hear you say
Do that there, do that there, where you at
In the back of the club, in the front of the stage
Gettin krunk with a nigga, say this song hit a nigga
I keepin shit simple like a.b.c
We can muthafucken teach you goddamned birds and bees
If you's a virgin, you need to stay away from me
Ill pimp this straight hoe till you straight up leave

(Chorus)
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
SOUND OFF, all my hoes in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, NIGGA, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF

(Ying Yang)
Where my thugs at
Sippin more yak
Cumin in the car
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 throwin bows, and hoes that love to twurk
One more time, Hoot, Aim, Shoot
Lemme jump off in
If i said it i ment it, Im here to represent it
Love big booty bitches, love feelin on some titties
If you think this shits explicit
Dont let your kids hear it
Bitch pop that pussy, and shake that ass
Last call for alchohol, save me the last dance
Got my dick hard doin that freaky shit
Best belive this the bitch that im leavin with

(Chorus)
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
SOUND OFF, all my hoes in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, NIGGA, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF

(Ying Yang)
Step out in a polo air tight
Smoke a blunt, cant you hear em, my heads right
If your cunt creams more let my nuts hang
Represent in the crib, and the friggin cain
Niggas say oops shorty what they in for
Gone drank all day, make the liquor store
I hate the way you ment it tell em that i need an O
Low blow but an O thats a no no
Ying Yang got ya krunk sit down and ready
So dont get up on the bitch till i back that ass up
I feel so weedy
show a nigga that you can put some feel in nene
The way you shaken ass bitch lemme hit it
Oops my fault my hand be wondering
9 to 5 must be killin
Let me tell you something if you dont like what im sayin
Keep it to yourself but i still got hoes Gettin krunk with it

(Chorus)
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
SOUND OFF, all my hoes in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, NIGGA, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF

(Ying Yang)
Ohhh-Ohhh Ying Yang in this
Ohhh-Ohhh Ying Yang in this
Ohhh-Ohhh Ying Yang in this
Ying Yang in this, Ying Yang in this
Ohhh-Ohhh Ying Yang in this
Ohhh-Ohhh Ying Yang in this
Ying Yang in this, Ying Yang in this
Ohhhhhh-


Huff Puff

 

By Myself

[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 yourself, (ohh) by yourself (ohh)...

[Chorus] - 2X
Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
fuck the' hoes by my goddamn self, for rrreal (By my goddamn self)
For rrreal (By my goddamn self)

[Verse 1]
Nigga dwell on it, can't he
So tell on me, got my bitch all at the crib
Try to smell on a nigga, wanna stay around him
But when I'm sitting on the couch
She keep me saying "oooh", cuz she grabbin on my crouch
And I already know, thinking to myself
What the fuck, somebody told
Had to have been one little nigga that I showed
Some shit that they never should have seen, anyhow
All hell nigguh...hatin' on me now, smokin' on my weed
Steady drinkin' on my beer, hell naw niggah
Get the fuck up out of here, can't hold one
So you can't hold your tongue, nigga lips smackin
Like she chew bubble gum, tell her where I been
What I did, who I'm with
Said see me with two bitches, thats when I said it
I gotta stay the fuck away from heah, I'ma

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse 2]
Smokin' weed by myself, drinkin' Henn by myself
fuckin' hoes by myself, I fuss with nobody else
Now red light, child started a fight
Just talking all about us, and whilin', its alright
I hate when my brothers, fuckin' up undercovas
Shorty, did I stutter? Go get another rubba
shorty is shaking like blubba, shorty that want me to cut her
Too many niggas in the house, time to get out!
I get freaky in the back, while you play at your work
I'm hitting the fat monkey, and damn your girl chunky
Haven't seen what I've been, I'm drinking all alone
On the phone with my b...l, u, n, t 'course every day
I white out, acamo, philly, or marsailles
Give a fuck about a bitch, what that muthafucka say?
Who gives a shit? Grab a bitch in the club
Show her love with a dub, and them niggas hatin' cuz I...

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse 3]
Smoke by myself, drink byself
fuck by myself, cause I was born by my Goddamn self
Fuck, run train, that shit lame
I'd rather be one-on-one with a bitch gettin' brain
Too many heads on a blunt, nigga don't get high
I don't give a fuck, if ya got five
Every now and then you chip, and you wanna get Henn
But you never got a twinny-twin-twin, don't roll trees
Hey man, shit, take it from me
You better hope ya get drunk from the Pepsi
Up, thats a beep, might be a freak (Hey lemme roll with your folk?)
I ain't taking nobody with me, I'ma ride by myself
Get high by myself, get drunk by myself
Fuck this ho by my goddamn self (myself)
Don't nobody hold your own, like your own
Thats why we on our own...

[Chorus] - 3X

[Outro]
See now when you do what you do, how you do what you do
When you do what you do, nobody can tell on you
If you all by yourself, ah ah ah, say it
I don't need no friends, I don't need no foes
I'ma drink my Henn, and choke all out the door
Now everybody said goodbye, get your hand that burns
It's just good to see ya ride, reverse, reverse
Biitch, reverse, reverse, biitch
20 hops this time, what happened this time? (Hoooo!)
Everybody tr-, ...we just playin'
Everybody but me, Ying Yang Twins out for the 2001
(Eh, we'd like to thank y'all)
Went down to the jukebox...


Drop Like This 2001

Ah
Some of these niggaz dont know
what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some some of these niggaz dont know, what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some some of these niggaz dont know what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some killaz, killaz, killaz, killaz

Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Ying yang in the thang we make these hoes cry
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
You girly boys we'll make ya niggaz cry

Hands on your head, knees on the ground
Bitch yous gots to get down
You done seen this shit befo so you know how the story go
Tryin to bump that tryin to show em where ya heart at
ima show ya where the thug at
u gotta live that, i gotta fake that
u a itty bitty rat gettin chased by the fat cat
the muthafucka tryin to run it in the hole
aint goin, a muthafucka betta hold that shit
We young niggaz dont hold that shit
if you got a blunt then roll that shit
wait a minute bitch, fold that shit
whistle with, the hata next door on the side
ima ride on my ho like a long brain

Now ima load it up and ima cock it back
knock yo bottles all up off the track
I came through the front door and out the back
And on my way out shit i laid you flat
heard that you had a whole key of crack
One bird cuz u know i gotta twurk with that
Rub it up tight and the platinum sack
Take it low in my dros and im startin to laugh
Im commin through this bitch like i ran the track
Screen door closed bust through the glass
Here he is boy jumpin out the back
I aint worried cuz i had all the baskin ass
fo fo them hoes to face him back
got a left nut and a face of cash
Ying Yang Twis and them Dirty boys
on the top gun shot-gun left ya jazz

Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Ying yang in the thang we make these hoes cry
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
You girly boys we'll make ya niggaz cry

Four nggaz in the expedition on a late night mission
Gat cocked mashed up betta catch ya niggaz livin
Hold up Slow it up lights off that aint no
nigga dont move where its at, get down hit tha floor
gimmie all your dough gimmie yo pack and new pole
gimmie all yo weed gimmie all yo G
Now its tha gangsta, tha pimp, with us, thats a coma
Ying Yang Twins and them dirty boys (Nigga what?)
thats a coma

I told ya niggaz dont be playin with it
cuz when you see it in chrome
then you know when its on so bitch get on over
I wanna catch two skis and feel that twurk
I watch your bitch gimmie head man i know she can suck
So for me its why we pimpin on a pimp ass stall
We back and forth still boy when I shoot that big ass wall
she wanna live boy betta get up on ya guard
get down on ya knees and pray hard to god
cuz we aint takin no shit, we aint takin no softs
boy thats what you get for tryin to follow
So the next time you see Mr.G dont cross
cuz i aint tryin to be the small bitch or claim a ball
youll be lost up on this thing stinkin
grow up whatcha thinkin?
them boys from the (?) and the A T L
bitch we always down fo the gankin

Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Ying yang in the thang we make these hoes cry
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
You girly boys we'll make ya niggaz cry

Here We go we fuck the whole world
Ying Yang Twins kickin in yo door
everybody betta hit tha floor
gimmie tha weed and all yo dough
backed in on 30th street
oh and dirty gettin D's in the street
four niggaz out on the street
if you fuck you get put to sleep
infared be on your scope
gimmie that shit i wont kill yo girl
fuck that bitch and fuck tha world
nigga whatcha say? (Fuck tha world)
and lay her down cuz its all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine that Ying Yang Twins then gonna bring some pain
niggaz throw pistols down on they train
That shit like it hot, yo ass just got got (got)
we almost got shot (shot)
but he did not (not)
we follow good directions when he seen that slippin weapon
he got almost everything we got everything you nigga get to steppin
bust one shot he started runnin
i hear the police comin (wooop)
nigga got to get the fuck gone
c'mon nigga lets get the fuck gone
we got gone like quick (quick)
get a nigga fo his shit
thats what we mean when we say drop like this bitch

Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Ying yang in the thang we make these hoes cry
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
You girly boys we'll make ya niggaz cry

Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Ying yang in the thang we make these hoes cry
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
You girly boys we'll make ya niggaz cry

Some of these niggaz dont know
what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some some of these niggaz dont know, what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some some of these niggaz dont know what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some killaz, killaz, killaz, killaz
AH!

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