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Escuchar 張小英 - Zhang Xiao Ying - 愛的你呀何處尋 - Ai De Ni Ya He Chu Xun


Letras

Thug Walkin' (Ying Yang Twins)

Chorus:

Every where we gooo, every where we gooo
People want to knooow, people want to knooow
What we here fooor, what we here fooor
We thug walkin', we thug walkin', thug walkin'

Verse One: {Ying Yang Twins back and forth}

Pain make you retaliate
Swang to crack yo chest blade
Hangin' with the best dates
Slang and get they neck played
Game is what yo test gave
Blang and take hoes and smoke hay
Niggas what they call us
Triggers is how we boss hog
Drugs is what we left with
Slugs will bring yo death quick
Knucks will get you swolle up
Tricks will get you dick sick
Clinton gonna see impeachment
For freaks he try'na creep with
Busters never last long
Hustlers get they cash on
Hiders never act out
Riders known to slash out
Pimps only get paid
Simps truly get played
Wimps never fist fight
Freaks is quick to turn dikes
Sheets never come clean bled
From yo crime scene mann

Chorus: {2x}

Verse Two: {D-Roc}

Even thought yo mind was blind soul keeper
He took you on a shine with nine and made Mom weepier
That thing he'll die for his boys they ballin' good
But nigga see them boys was comin' up out the wood
Lay down was all you heard I mean scary
One of 'em got bold and reached for the Chevy
Gun shots went off so we had to make it quick
Told the other boys go ahead and give up the shit
I don pistol whipped a nigga and told him to give up the loot
If he pissed of my nigga I will shot
So he hurried up and them other niggas to
I started up the car and told them what they had to do

Chorus: {2x}

Verse Three: {Kaine}

I'm smokin' my weed with y'all
Hangin' with niggas y'all ball
Just because niggas be takin' it all
Told them broads to back up off my balls
Thugs be ready to brawl on the point of call
The devil reached in sippin' on gin
It changed my mind to sin
Hangin' with thugs that be loud as a rooster
Figurin' they call us fools I haven't finished school
Chosen few, rollin' through, military style like we was suppose to do
Who do you think that you **in' with
Stupid bitch roll up out the vine before we swine and
Cause that counter fit niggas is real then twenty four k
Y'all can't hang that bud we slang like it ain't no thang
Get 'em up to the Eastside, to the Westside, true city thugs
What's up much love, to the Tear da Club Up Thugs
just throw it up, all y'all get across the wall

Chorus: {Till The End}

Halftime (Ying Yang Twins)

Oh
Oh
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Oh
Hey I'm trying to get crunk

C R U N K
Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)

Crank this up, thats what we gonna do
Crank you up, me and my brother we came to get CRUNK
Crunk wont stop (nope) we keep on comin cuz
We wont quit, thats why we keep bringin it

We drop in everything you poppin
From the Ying Yang Twins again
To make your trend of them, pull right on through the shend(?)
(Yeah) and make that crunk again (crunk)
Two thou. niggaz playin of them
Ying Yang (Ying Yang Ying Yang)
We jumped out like a jack and a russel
Like I added with fag doing sack in my sock

C R U N K
Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)

Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)

Okay Okay Okay Okay

Ladies and Gentlemen
If you haven't had enough
You better hide you lunch
Cause we bout to eat that**up


Okay Okay Okay Okay

Stand up and get crunk
Stand up and get crunk

Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)

People all ova the world jump
Everybody in the bleachers get crunk
Listen here buddy this aint what you want
Blue fifty-two, break, duck
DY go left while I'm fakin the K
When Im done you gonna remember my name
It's H-O-M-E Bwoi
Look Im Homebwoi
Now that I'm up in my zone boy
Pack up up Im sendin you home boy
Take you up outta the dome boy
If you didnt know you should of known boy
Shouldve thought about changin your tone boy
Betta not let us catch you alone boy
Crack heads like we made of stone boy
You aint come out you betta be gone boy

Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)

Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)

Angels (Ying Yang Twins)

I sit and wait does an angel contemplate my fate and do they know the places were we go when we're grey and old 'cause ive been told that salvation lets their wings unfold
so when i'm lying in my bed through my head and i feel that loveis dead i'm loving angels insted
chorus:
and through it all he offrs me protection, a lot of love and affection
whether i'm right or wrong and down the waterfall wherever it may take me i know that life won't break me when i come to call he won't for sake me i'm loving angels insted
when i'm feeling weak and my pain walks down a one way street l look above and i know i'll always be blessed with love and as the feeling
grows he breathes flesh to my bones and when love is dead i'm loving angels insted
chorus

Naggin Part 2 (The Answer) (Ying Yang Twins)

Every now and then you get mad,
You treat me bad and it makes me sad,
always in the street chasing ass,
thats why a bitch be naggin.

Shake (Ying Yang Twins)

(Chorus)[2x]
Shake, shake, just shake, shake
Just shake, shake
Just shake chica, shake, shake

Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Dale juevo
Dale juevo

Up in the club
** VIP
P to da I, I to da P
Ying to the Yang
Up in this thang
D to da rock
My nigga Kaine
Up in the cut
Pouring it up
Rolling it up
Holding it up
Ain't her breasts swollen or what
Yes sir, yes sir
Oh, we gonna take it back like thieves and foes
Nasty as I wanna be
That makes me too live for your crew
Ho get down get low
I'm crossin' these mama like tic-tac-toe
Let's ride, let's go
Get loose, get crunk, get drunk, get blown
That's right, let's roll
MIA ATL fo sho

(Chorus) [2x]

Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Dale juevo
Dale juevo

[4x]
That ho's fine, but, but, but
But this one's a killa

All the lil' mamas, all around the world
Shake that**if you a nasty girl
Back that**up says juvenile
Show a nigga some titties
Like girls gone wild
Tear off this clip of clothes
I wanna see you in the **
You can keep on your high heel shoes
So follow me down to yellow brick road
Where niggas go to see ** ho's
Shake that**bitch
And be off in the club with a hard-ass dick
Then drop like this bitch
If you wanna make the money
Shawty, work that shit
Put a hump in your back
And lick it raw
To a three point stance
But you mess up yo ass
You must be on that Kayne work out plan
Like head shoulders knees ho's

(Chorus) [2x]

Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Dale juevo
Dale juevo

[4x]
That ho's fine but, but, but
But this one's a killa

Take 'em out and cruise
Take 'em out all dressed
Is the realest true niggas in the ATL
Yeah, we break it down
Better shake a booty ho
And them ho's
And the girl with the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with the Ying Yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Don't tolerate that talkin'
Bitch you can get to walkin'
Patrollers is where I'm groaking
The only way that we are talkin'
If your breath smells like mine
Girls don'r give a ** 'cause you fine
I diss 'em fo I kiss 'em
I pack 'em fo I stack 'em
So while we in the club
Betta get these girls
'Cause on the streets there ain't no action

(Chorus) [2x]

Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Dale juevo
Dale juevo

[4x]
That ho's fine but, but, but
But this one's a killa

Huff Puff (Ying Yang Twins)

We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
Now huff Puff and blow the bitch down
huff puff and blow the bitch down

niggaz we start some extra shit
smokin these niggaz like ciggarettes
keepin this shit lagitimate
top of the game no callin quits
haulin this
heat to my dawg
in the south coast we pottin em mo
but u quick
to fall
from them fake tricks u wearin fake shit
accross the ?Log?
My real shit thats our click
and make ya shit
your draws
a rebel without a cause
better bounce back for the rug rats
show a scrub in the club where the sluts at
who me i keep a piece wherever i go
cuz i know
how niggaz and bitches and bitches and niggaz be actin up in that club
throw ur neighborhood up
if u down with a thug
now nigga what, put em up
i give a ** nigga what we gonna blow the bitch up

(Hook 2x)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
Now huff Puff and blow the bitch down
huff puff and blow the bitch down

when this shit hit the store its gonna blow like wind
i bet you everybody know its the return of the twins
we out here workin again, tryin to get it in
and we never will stop from the begining to end
from the paper to pen
put your coke in the henn
if you about it motha**er put your juice in the ginn
we just tryin to win
make a couple of ends
cuz alot of yall didnt think that we would do it again
but we proved you wrong
cuz our bidness is strong
and alot of yall girlfriends say we got it goin on
that just make ya mad
and u wanna hate
but when you try you seen that you just too late

(Hook 2x)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
Now huff Puff and blow the bitch down
huff puff and blow the bitch down

whats it that make your bed hot
lost and livin crack spots
coughin on your dub sack
bluffin thugs dont love that
rushin i can get mine
dippin gotta get from one time
lost like a newborn
cost like some new jordan
switch like a true freak bitch
they dont love me
only to get your letter
they live better than the movies

Huff Puff, blow, stop, roll
get ur**on the goddam floor
now here i go
if you got it on your mind thats fine
but u better be careful cause u never will know if u might get faced with a nine
its the ying to the yang and we on the ground
cuz we cant lose and we came here to blow the bitch down

(Hook 2x)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
Now huff Puff and blow the bitch down
huff puff and blow the bitch down

I'm Tired (Ying Yang Twins)

All this freaky**shit
niggaz all those hoes, police, bustaz, everything(i so so tired)

Walk around town like im lost
sittin in the house like a log
nigga had to find something wrong
playa wanna shine thats all
no henns wanna twine with minds so small
Nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga please
hatas all around me
let a nigga breathe
what a nigga say at the slip of the lip
man ** that bitch nigga grip and
talkin bout a nigga like a ho
what they wanna hate me fo
when a nigga step through the door
conversastion get low
with these type of niggaz i dont need no
co-munication
cuz playa haitian
thats so e-relavent
bitch motha**er that hate
im thinkin bout writin a letter to the president

livin in the land of the lost
nigga dont sleep too good
lookin fine then all from stress that can
we'll would should probally could
make a nigga**go insane
stay smoked out all day mary-jane
niggaz be tryin to make me strain
hataz wanna wear the chain of my brain
get a nigga mind of track
and worry bout u gimmie my shit back
all over here u need to stay over there
u got ur own stay out of my hair
niggaz and bitches is both the same
they lie, steal, cheat, **, suck, trick and
all this women in ur face with i love shit

[hook x2]
(im tired)
fake booty boot bust**niggaz all around me
(i'm tired)
hoes hoes hoes is all i see
(i'm tired)
wont yall get the ** on and leave me alone
(i'm tired)
niggaz get gone
(i'm tired)
bitches get gone
(i'm tired)

motha**ers come around my face
mouth got a bad**taste
why that motha**er wanna hate?
need to get out my way
let a motha**er come through
do what the ** i gotta do
this dont concern you
im tryin to handle my bid-ness
get on the good foot
need to jump on the bandwagon
not sand baggin
cuz everybody tryin to get rich
buy a new house and shit
make our way out the hood
like everybody should
but you up to no good
tryin to bring a nigga down
spreadin lies around town
nigga like a **in clown
it only make you look bad
everybody jumpin your ass
it just make me laugh
make a nigga move on
made me write this song
now im in the **in zone
the list goes on and on
but they say two wrongs
never made no right
it just make it worse
i addressed it first
thats why i wrote this verse
convisated to her
im bout tired this shit
nigga u let the shit go
quit actin like a **in ho
nigga its time to grow
if u do it will show

(im tired, so so tired)
niggaz all those hoes, police, bustaz, everything

[hook x4]
(im tired)
fake booty boot bust**niggaz all around me
(i'm tired)
hoes hoes hoes is all i see
(i'm tired)
wont yall get the ** on and leave me alone
(i'm tired)
niggaz get gone
(i'm tired)
bitches get gone
(i'm tired)

I'm tired (Repeat a whole lot)

Crank It Up (Ying Yang Twins)

Chrous)
Get Krunk
Straight up out the dirty (Right nigga we get you krunk)
Goddamned you dont like this (Ying Yang in this thang betta lite cigars)
See some say we came
But we gonna show you aint (Stop that)
Nobody gonna stop us

(Ying Yang)
You mutha**er better get right quick
Ying Yang bumpin that get high shit
Take it to the club and i bet it wont miss
Juke them a dub, and thats how they gonna get it
If i got it comin down buy my shit
Think i aint a punk, ill take your bitch
Take 'em in, brake 'em in put 'em on the track
We say ah heere, get you money back, ah ah

(Chrous 2)
All my niggas in the cluuuuuuuub
Lets crank this mutha**a uuuuuuup
All my hoes in tha club
Put some mo' in yo' cup
Crank this mutha**a uuuuuuup

(Chrous 2)
All my niggas in the club
Lets crank this mutha**a up
All my hoes in tha club
Put some mo' in yo' cup
Crank this mutha**a up

(Ying Yang)
See i was sittin in the club
'Bout a quarter to 12
Sippin on some henn
Gettin bout krunk with dale
If this niggas gettin wrong i hit his**with a chair
Crank this mutha**a up my nigga cause we dont care
If these boys want to jump my nigga gonna have to getcha
Slap 'em with a bottle or hit 'em that little pimp
Get throwed out the club
But we dont give a **
Best belive we'll be back
Crank this mutha**a up

(Chrous 2) X-2
All my niggas in the club
Lets crank this mutha**a up
All my hoes in tha club
Put some mo' in yo' cup
Crank this mutha**a up

(Ying Yang)
Nigga plug up the hole and close the door
Everybody get krunk with there kin folk
Man had these same two thugs from a year ago
As you whistle while you twurk
Niggas tearing the show
I represent where i know is straight with beef
From Angelwood we from we lovin this
Rip track from racks
Big john for real
Next charlie brown it gets better
We rock the cain settin all in the club
We on the floor, we crank the beat more
Dont stop this shit, we like this shit
We make the shit, dont fake the shit
Get krunk wit dis, get drunk wit this
Dont stop the beat, we gonna rock the beat
Everybody yell Ying Yang crank it up, what you gonna do Crank it up

(Chrous 2) X-2
All my niggas in the club
Lets crank this mutha**a up
All my hoes in tha club
Put some mo' in yo' cup
Crank this mutha**a up

(Ying Yang)
Get krunk (Crank this mutha**a up)
Get krunk (Crank this mutha**a up)
Crank this mutha**a up
Crank this mutha**a up
Crank it up,crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Crank this mutha**a up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Crank this mutha**a up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank this mutha**a up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
All my niggas in the club

My Brothers Keeper (Ying Yang Twins)

They dont know how far back that we go (we go)
From riding skates, to riding 24's
From off the block husttlin to rockin shows
we done seen many bumps in the road
But still we remain, still in the game
Never worry , about them haters, that will never change
And i put this on everything babe
I am my brother's keeper.

[Verse : Kain]

Listen D-roc, i know you dont think i care for ya, but at a drop of a dime i'll be there for ya, and anybody want to see us apart we need to get rid of
they**man and thats from the heart. Pick em apart now that the ying yang twins got some ends, we seem to have plenty of friends. excuse me then friend,
let me borrow a stack and when tomorrow comes don't ask me to borrow it back. If they cant do that they dont contribute to the answer ? ? from the ?
serious as cancer. If i was jojo dancer i would do the same thang, not to let another man spark my flame. D-roc is the ying , Kain is the yang but without
the both of us we aint got a damn thang. Its me and my brother, my brother and me, all that you see on TV

[Chorus]

[Verse : D-roc]

United states of Atlanta its still me and my brother we done been through a lot but still kain i love ya. blood, sweat, and tears, good days and bad from
the time you make me laugh you made me mad. I still got cha back but imma take ya way back when we was sufferin just to get a nickle sack, scraping up
change trying to make 2 dollars or 3 to get some 99 cent hamburgers to eat and then ride thorough atlanta in yo raggedy car. back then we was some
underground superstars and these last 5 years we done put work in, now the whole world know of the ying yang twins. Even though we dont spend time at home
together, we hit the road and its like we never left each other. Now thats love. I love you til the day that i leave so its still my brother and me.

[Chorus]

[Verse: Kain and D-roc]

People of the world we must change our mind frame and stay away from the con and mind games. Its hard to maintain and stay sane at the same time, steady
working hard but you bareky gettin by trying to make a line between stress and peace and satan always gettin the best of me, my closest of kin, my best
friend, man we all in the struggle but you gotta remember im yo brother.
Listen people you need to start helping yo brother, helping yo sister, mama, daddy, children and all. Dont leave these babies out here all alone they
dont know whats going on. THey dont know right from wrong, so when you see yo brother give him a hug and a shoulder to lean on and dont leave him out here
on his own cause times gettin hard these days. We at war amongest ourselves and we at war overseas brother.

Sound Off (Ying Yang Twins)

(Chorus)
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
SOUND OFF, all my hoes in this mutha**er
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this mutha**er
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this mutha**er
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 mutha**en 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 mutha**en 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 mutha**er
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this mutha**er
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this mutha**er
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 mutha**er
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this mutha**er
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this mutha**er
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**up
I feel so weedy
show a nigga that you can put some feel in nene
The way you shaken**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 mutha**er
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this mutha**er
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this mutha**er
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-


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張小英- Zhang Xiao Ying - 愛的你呀何處尋- Ai De Ni Ya He Chu Xun Nice Classic Chinese Love Song with H Audio & Video.




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