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nht boyz - yangland lyrics

[verse 1: nikatine]
both ends of the gun and i ain’t blink once
and these chumps get stuffed like these blunts
and i’m a problem, f-ck an issue n-gga
the shotty pumps like my b-tch shoes n-gga
if we ain’t know you make sure that you talk clear
n-ggas got the street sweeper, you don’t want to park here
and be cool cause if a n-gga put the word in
they aim at you and fire like earth, wind
poor smile, bling got my t–th frozen
my t–th can’t go to school cause they snowed in
hands sharp as wolverine’s call me logan
don’t make amends so i don’t make no friends
i keep my hand by my hip where my heat stay
you don’t want me call my clique over like a three-way
n-gga in the way?
a n-gga down, that’s what we say
we will shoot a n-gga and shoot him again like a replay

[hook]
over here ain’t such thing as no witnesses
we getting money n-gga
doing what you wish you did
if you’re ’round here
it’s going down here
no matter where you from, you n-ggas out of bounds here
this where the fun stops
this where the games end
n-ggas split you, n-ggas switch you, n-gga gameplan
nht boyz!
made men
this the top boy
welcome to yangland

[verse 2: chip$ black]
yang gang
black and white it’s like a n-gga mixed
i ain’t talking cereal but check a n-gga kicks
boy i’m doper than a brick, alotta n-ggas missed
hatin’ on us we the sh-t, alotta n-ggas p-ssed
yang gang yeah!
moving like we got evicted
f-ck them rules, no home training, we don’t need permission
chip black, boy i’m dope, i need intervention
mazeratti type n-ggas, you a honda civic
martin lawerence bad boy, use your wanda with it
you dependent on the b-tch and don’t know how to get it
we sell the p’s, game over, we know how to flip it
don’t f-ck with n-ggas we don’t know, they do alotta snitchin’
like the first of the month, we them paid n-ggas
my n-gga easy, the first to tell you
you can’t yang with us
you the sour lemonade, we the made n-ggas
you think you eating?
yang n-ggas’ plates way bigger

[hook]

[verse 3: knowledge]
y-a-n-gg-a-n-g
we big timers, isiah thomas eleven deep
we from the north to the d to 19th street
we mackin’ b-tches and the rich, free my n-gga beech
we blow the root, and the tree, f-ck blowing a leaf
and we ain’t worried about you p-ssies
heard you n-ggas queef
you sucka n-ggas think you tough, you still in arms reach
and put your tampon on, we don’t wanna see ya leak
and n-ggas gossip like b-tches and b-tches get f-cked
so why the f-ck you think the nina ross won’t bust?
it’s evident
they celibate, they don’t f-ck with us
and get your issue in a second, be the runner up
the cops watching, and b-tches watching, and n-ggas hatin’
we looking out for ri-co’s cause we money makin’
everyday, all i do is bang the yang
and every yang n-gga do the motherf-ckin’ same n-gga

[hook]

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