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Young
Chris and
The home of
Tough love, first around
We got now we don't care who got

Check we the future we got like a dime
To sure our niggaz cool and our moms set
It safe every day is a bomb threat
watered down you work harder or less

Just give it all to my daughter wit
then love me
Cee and Neef baby us a second
Stand tall when give us the pressure
'Cause if we fuck up our chance
Fans won't us a second, check

Listen and learn you the message
They drop you and won't be missin' your presence
I'm the Young C he the present
It don't nigga give us the weapons
When you murk the Hearst leave you in the desert

through in a 7
45, 45's two in possession
Got the 11 two intertechers
So ain't no tellin' what I do to vest's
We ain't just out reckless, nigga

Young, Young, Gunners
Chris and Neef, we the
We the

We up in them big boy trucks big boy drops
We be the only young boys that the big boys
Neef and C like a ref wit a whistle
Protect shit a nickel, it's death on a
Lose breath when I hit you best bet is to get through
Fuck outta the lane I'm much outta my
The stronger the game is quicker live by the code

time cold food, aim is sicker
Much faster, ya tearin' ya niggaz
We don't discriminate get the same as niggaz
Comin' straight out the Of Death
We a fuck about a level we extort the best
Who's the boss

em slow give a fuck who he know
Our only purpose is that money and
Ain't to put a tag on his toe
The on so they lettin' us go
our time and you already know, yo

Young, Young, Gunners
and Neef, we the future
We the

Just when they thought it was
The young'n soldier got
And notice negotiations my closures but
Won't my composure
a shot and be over
Just like that, give up rap
Gives a fuck the bitches
Got to our only livin'
Get my niggaz in

the block into the kitchen
It's my if I do it or not
But who gon' come back to that ass block
Yeah, duckin' cops extendin'
Them and meltin' them Glocks
Yeah, this might not be my permanent
But ever happens it happens
I see you on top
It be the real ones block
That's why I listen and

You gots to listen than you talk
So your mouth shut
It ain't rattin' then you walk
say the bad come along wit the good
So keep awards
Just make sure the cash come on home wit the

Young, Young, Young
Chris and Neef, we the
We the future, we the