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at them clear skies
Remember them clear nights
Hop in the whip bump lil skies
Damn
Never got over it apparently
All my thoughts be scaring me
Ying

How you got so much money but still can't dress huh?
My brother told me that I gotta apply the pressure
I walk by your bitch I think I broke her neck

wit my gang (uh huh)
So pass the blunt to AyEm
I'm gon hit that shit in the P.M
Still fucking by the A.M. (I am)
I done switched up on my swag and my

prophet
Not a King
Balance on my ring
Ying yang, monochrome hues,
Burnt brews
Tender bruise, wounds aplenty
Dilated eyes
Dialectic rhymes
Find what I said

Fly Fo Life

Suga Free

Street Gospel

1997

ying-yang
Killin me with that buh-bullshit, don't be wantin a damn thang
Now correct me if I'm wrong; I love my money
myself my weed but anything else can get

My World "I Want It"

B.G.

Life After Cash Money

2004

For Soulja Slim, won't you do that Nolia Clap with me

Say Hot Girl, don't play with me
Like Ying Yang, let me see you salt shake for me
I'm

extortion
I dabble in the ying and the yang for my purpose
Cause even if I win the game, I got to know it's worth it
When she wants to blame it all on me, she

passing by a jewelery store
 she said " a golden ring is for the poor "
 go and get me a  diamond ring
 and forever i'll be your yang and ying
 if

savage slim
I'm in the city thuggin', big step in them phone posies. With my 40 waiting on rap checks to hit direct deposit
When it hit me and gang going

Bro just cracked three well's now he litty
Big chop, big glock on me
In the city
When I ride around, big chop with a titty
Catch your man lacking, he

It's our social situation
Angel or demon
Hell or even
Ying and yang
This is my conscious way

We are an Army
Get ready for the highest stage
We are

and balanced
Sorta Like Yang and Ying
Its crazy how I'm out here making money
By blowing off steam

I remember
I was down 
I was broke
Now I'm swimming 
In that

ain't fake
I'll bob my head, I'll stomp my feet
For Soulja Slim, won't you do that Nolia Clap with me
Say Hot Girl, don't play with me
Like Ying Yang, Let

Tellin you boy that there’s more you could be yeah

Ying Yang no light without darkness
Still like to believe I could pick my part in this
Just tryna

walk through this 
You be the 
Ying to my yang
The weed to my bong 
You got the keys 
To my heart
Baby let's get along 
Now Put your body on mine
And you

beyond I’m gon ride with you forever 
You my queen,  without you how could I be a king
You my sanity and balance, you the Yang to my ying 
I see a future

counting up
Still shake my
I still (still)
I still (still)
I still
And that booty round
That yin yang in her skirt
Still hands on with this work
Still

Suna
Hellraiser gang
If shawty gone leave, then I gotta chase her
I call up Rage cause he is a racer
Blinded by beauty, no I cannot face her
Heart so

head from every bad bitch in the city (keep that)
Doggy in a 360 deal pullin' gimmicks (swear to God)
"What's that floatin' in your cup?" mind your

Hit me for them bows, serve, niggas in my city
Hemi for the motor I'm minding my business
Demon or a hellcat fuck around got to switch them
Swag got

sliding when its hot
Worlds worse barber taking too much off the top
See in my city we be drippin and we swag different
Pull up on the wrong side banging

Had a vision me and twenty signing autographs
Out the city from a Bentley this for all the chatt
Yeah aye yeah
Moving be movin
You can talk how you

i keep it real
And she know I'm from da ville
Thugtown that's my city
Nigga never lackin
Yeah i keep that drac with me
Real ass niggas from the south

big body Benz
Like a frog, bet lil shawty jump in
Zeldon, you a angel, can we sin?
Know just what she like, juice and gin
Where'd you get that swag?
Oh,