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

we the future we got like a dime left
To sure our niggaz cool and our moms set
It ain't safe day is a bomb threat
Game watered down you work harder or

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

Listen and learn you the message
They will drop you and be missin' your presence
I'm the curse Young C he the
It don't work nigga us the weapons
When you murk from the leave you in the desert

Breeze in a 7
45, 45's two in possession
Got the Mack 11 two
So ain't no tellin' I do to them vest's
We ain't just shootin' out reckless,

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

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

time cold food, aim is sicker
Much faster, blast ya ya niggaz
We discriminate hoes get the same as niggaz
straight out the North Of Death
We give a fuck about a we extort the best
Who's the boss

Kill em slow give a who he know
Our purpose is that money and blow
scared to put a tag on his toe
The pressures on so lettin' us go
Before our time and you know, yo

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

when they thought it was over
The soldier got focus
And notice negotiations my closures but
Won't my composure
a shot and be over
Just like that, just up rap
Gives a about the bitches
Got to change our only
Get my in position

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

You to listen more than you talk
So keep your shut
It ain't about rattin' you walk
They say the bad come along wit the
So keep your
Just sure the cash come on home wit the hood

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