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Ying Yang Twins - Brang Yo Az Outdoz Şarkı Sözleri

Ying Yang Twins | Şarkı Sözleri

    aw shit
    let that pussy nigga write whats out
    ah, that nigga dont know nothin ´bout us soldiers
    what, what

    [chorus 1] - repeat 2x
    test that nigga, rush that nigga
    get that nigga, man bust that nigga

    [chorus 2]
    you wanna front on me in front of them hoes (fuck you)
    you wanna go and try to steal my clothes
    brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz,
    nigga, brang yo azz out doz
    you wanna rat a nigga out to the feds (fuck you)
    you wanna flex you gon´ bust my azz
    brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz,
    nigga, brang yo azz out doz

    [verse 1]
    the same nigga with the same limp, and if you that same ol´ bitch
    then i´m the same pimp, you niggas make me so sick
    she call us perpatrators, and if them day to day haters
    see if we modivators, aint got no love, fuck scrub
    she come to move the crew
    i´ll take niggas oldschool back like some gucci suits
    i weigh ´em down like tide, so you can´t see the wine
    it aint no fear in my eyes, this aint no fall??
    them niggas holdin my back, see we got hella shit
    now watch my shit get lit - up like a cigarette
    i smoke my bud by ounce - at least in downtown
    cant even holla with something, see i done lived it now
    these niggas thinkin i owe ´em, when i dont even know ´em
    i keep my mind on paper, so i got hella paper
    they want me - a heavyweighter, and a inovator
    i put a hole in yo neighbor, ´bout big as the equator
    bitch, i´ll see ya later

    [verse 2]
    i remember when a nigga didnt have these clothes
    remember when a nigga didnt have these golds
    remember when a nigga didnt have no ends
    but now??? dipped it in
    a-chick-a check
    it take long time, but now a nigga livin good
    ballin with the thugs in my hood - the woods
    if you didnt know td drop thangs,
    put a bullet in yo motherfucking brains
    can you hang?

    [chorus 1]
    you get mad ´cause a nigga jump fresh (fuck you)
    you got anamocity on yo chest
    brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz,
    nigga, brang yo azz out doz
    you wanna front on me in front of them hoes (fuck you)
    you wanna go and try to steal my clothes
    brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz,
    brang yo azz out doz

    [verse 3]
    mayhem, double hands on the above
    to me i´m putting the ying on kaine, putting the yang to ´em
    murderers, killas, thug niggas
    atl. grave diggers, inglewood cap pillers,
    east atlanta wig splitters, drug dealers
    cause i´m gon be there wit my true city thug
    never leave home wihtout that chrome unless i´m thugged out
    they will be my drug out, young niggas grilled out
    smokin on some sticky green, stop the car for the gangsta lean
    murder, murder, (murder, murder) kill, kill, (kill, kill)
    you talkin shit, that same nigga got his cap pilled (cap pilled)

    kaine got that thang in the aim, ready to get which ya
    aint gon let´cha get away, i think i had a bad day
    smucky bear with it, even though????? in adamsville
    i dont give a fuck, nigga what if you book
    i´m here so you can get me, and there´s no way its gotta be
    ´cause roc that thugs keep a motherfuckin latchet

    [verse 4]
    get rapped up with that ying on yo azz when i swing it
    came up with that yang on yo brain with that thang man
    lyric, killin, and drug dealin, riders, and soldiers
    comin out of georgia, slangin wit that water
    my other voice said "hi" today, so i gotta get high today
    tell my folks dont cry for me, just ride for me
    and scream "free me"
    fuck about some bunkshots, and what knots
    and altitudes, my niggas she botilary
    for bustas who be talkin shit

    [chorus 1]
    you wanna rat a nigga out to the feds (fuck you)
    you wanna flex you gon´ bust my azz
    brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz
    nigga, brang yo azz out doz
    you get mad cause a nigga jump fresh (fuck you)
    you got anamocity on yo chest
    brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz
    nigga brang yo azz out doz

    [verse 5]
    it was this fly guy? named frosted flakes
    you should tramp on the hill, down by each lake

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