Ying Yang Twins - One on One lyrics

[Intro: Lil' Jon] This your boy Lil' Jon I'm here to tell you With another one Here we go, here we go Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine Here to tell you this is gangster music and booty shakin' music What we call it is that gangster party If y'all ready for that gangster party, let me see you put your hands together Put your hands together for D-Roc and Kaine and DJ Smurf Next time a red neck put a pistol down... [Verse 1: D-Roc, Kaine] [D-Roc] n***a k**er, b**h you ain't heard of the Ying Yang Twins soldiers n***a I tried, I told you We put it down coming right back, 'cause it's like that, on a phat track With a fat sack D-Roc and Kaine, ready for combat Ying Yang, Inglewood, that's our home It could be on, we ready for war so let's get it on Plus we maintain, put one in your brain We keep sh** real, DJ Smurf straight thuggin' and knocking out grills man [Kaine, (D-Roc)] Here we come so f** the whole flow Ying Yang Twins kicking in your door Everybody better hit the floor Give me the weed and out you'll go Bad kids on a dead-end street Told Smurf to get the keys to the Jeep Three n***as only goddam free If you fronting, get put to sleep Infrared beam over your skull Give me the sh** - I won't k** your girl f** that b**h and f** the world (Man, what you saying n***a?) f** the world! Man, I'm down 'cause it's all in the game D-Roc and Kaine, that Ying Yang Twins Then go bring some pain n***a gone tilt it down on they brain [Chorus: Ying Yang Twins (repeat 3x)] f** that one I got my Nina gun pistol! Down on they brain [Verse 2: D-Roc] I make you wanna pop that thing girl when the ba** drop The D-Roc make you wanna pop the Glock, it don't stop Smurf be an alcoholic I love these hoes, thank God for hydraulics (wooo!) That's the sound of the ghetto Arrive down here, be darker than the cattle Oh no, n***a watch your nose 'Cause you'll get hit by hoes that spit flows and prose Strictly coming n***as that hoe A thug that tight is what your boy chose The n***as I sell the d** The ghetto type hold the world it's for thugs So all my flows, yeah, your boy loves College Park in the house watch 'em up When sh** hit the fan we fight dirty And send y'all weak motherf**ers to bed early [Chorus: Ying Yang Twins] [Verse 3: Kaine, (D-Roc)] n***a f** it, quit it before you get put on your back with a pistol - down On your brain Recognize the Ying Yang Twins (in the game, co*king in) Ying Yang Inglewood soldiers only co*king in Fuss or that one on one 'cause I got my pistol (Ying Yang don't take sh**!) we make this motherf**er whistle D-Roc, Kaine, DJ Smurf, we bring it straight pimping (f** that one on one!), put the pistol down on they brain [Chorus: Ying Yang Twins]