Ying Yang Twins

Ying Yang Twins - I'm Tried lyrics

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[D-Roc]

Walkin' round' town like I'm lost, sittin' in da house like a log

Nigga had to find somethin' out, playa wanna shine das all

Don't help to twine wit' mine so small

Nigga nigga nigga nigga please, hataz all around me let a nigga breathe

What a nigga say at the slip of the lip?

Man fuck dat bitch need to quit, talk about a nigga like a hoe

What they wanna hate me fo? 

When a nigga step through da doe' conversation get low

With these type of niggas I don't need no communication

Cuz' playahation das so irrelavent next motherfucker that hate

I'm thinkin' bout' writin' a letter to da president

Swimmin' in da land of da lost, nigga don't sleep too good

Nigga tired been all off from stress dat can will, would, should

Probably could make a nigga ass go insane

Stay smoked out all day mary jane, niggas be tryin' to make me

Strain, hataz wanna put a chain on my rang 

Get a nigga mind off track and worry bout' you givin' my shit back

All ova hea need to stay ova dea, you got yo' own stay outta my hair

Niggas and bitches is both da same they lie, steal, cheat, fuck, suck,

Trick, and all dis then they in yo' face wit' dat I love shit



[Chorus]

I'm ttiiirreedddd

Fake booty, boot busta ass niggas all around me

I'm ttiiirreedddd

Hoes, hoes, hoes is all I see

I'm ttiiirreedddd

Won't chall get da fuck on and leave me alone

I'm ttiiirreedddd

Niggas get gone uh, bitches get gone uh [x2]



[Kaine]

Muthafuckas come around my face, mouf got a bad ass taste

Why the motherfuckers wanna hate?

Need to get out my way, let a motherfucker come through

Do wha tha fuck I gotta do, dis don't concern you

I'm tryin' to handle my business, get on da good foot

You need to jump on da band wagon and not stand backin'

Cuz' errbody tryin' to get rich, buy a new house and shit

Make our way out da hood, like everybody should

But you up to no good tryin' to bring a nigga down

Spreadin' lies around town nigga like a fu-ckin clown

It only make you look bad, errbody jokin' yo' ass

It just make me laugh, make a nigga move on, made me write dis song

Now I'm in the fuckin' zone, tha list goes on and on

But they say two wrongs dat don't make no right

It just make it worst, I addressed it first

That's why I wrote this verse, probably say da truth hurt

I'm bout' tired of dis shit, ya need to let da shit go

Quit actin' like a fuckin' hoe, yeah it's time to grow

If you do it will show



[Chorus]

I'm ttiiirreedddd

Fake booty, boot busta ass niggas all around me

I'm ttiiirreedddd

Hoes, hoes, hoes is all I see

I'm ttiiirreedddd

Won't chall get da fuck on and leave me alone

I'm ttiiirreedddd

Niggas get gone uh, bitches get gone uh [x4]



I'm ttiiirreedddd

I'm ttiiirreedddd

I'm ttiiirreedddd

I'm ttiiirreedddd

I'm ttiiirreedddd

I'm ttiiirreedddd



I'm ttiiirreedddd

I'm ttiiirreedddd

I'm ttiiirreedddd

I'm ttiiirreedddd

I'm ttiiirreedddd

I'm ttiiirreedddd
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