281 Boyz - One on OneLyrics

[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 why'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] Nigga killer, bitch you ain't heard of the Ying Yang Twins soldiers Nigga 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 shit real, DJ Smurf straight thuggin' and knocking out grills man [Kaine, (D-Roc)] Here we come so fuck 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 niggaz only goddam free If you fronting, get put to sleep Infrared beam over your skull Give me the shit - I won't kill your girl Fuck that bitch and fuck the world (Man, what you saying nigga?) fuck 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 Nigga gone tilt it down on they brain [Chorus: Ying Yang Twins (repeat 3x)] Fuck that one I got my Nina gun pistol! Down on they brain [Verse 2: D-Roc] I make you want to pop that thing girl when the bass drop The D-Roc make you want to 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, nigga watch your nose 'Cause you'll get hit by hoes that spit flows and prose Strictly coming niggaz that hoe A thug that tight is what your boy chose The niggaz I sell the drugs 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 shit hit the fan we fight dirty And send why'all weak motherfuckers to bed early [Chorus: Ying Yang Twins] [Verse 3: Kaine, (D-Roc)] Nigga fuck 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, cocking in) Ying Yang Inglewood soldiers only cocking in Fuss or that one on one 'cause I got my pistol (Ying Yang don't take shit!) we make this motherfucker whistle D-Roc, Kaine, DJ Smurf, we bring it straight pimping (Fuck that one on one!), put the pistol down on they brain [Chorus: Ying Yang Twins]