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Young
Chris and
The home of
Tough love, first around
We got now we care who got next

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dinner time food, aim is sicker
faster, blast ya tearin' ya niggaz
We don't discriminate hoes get the as niggaz
straight out the North Of Death
We a fuck about a level we extort the best
the boss nigga

Kill em slow a fuck who he know
Our only purpose is that and blow
scared to put a tag on his toe
The pressures on so they us go
Before our and you already know, yo

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

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

From the block the kitchen
my decision if I do it or not
But who gon' come back to that slow ass
Yeah, duckin' them cops
Them shots and meltin' them
Yeah, this not be my permanent spot
But what ever happens it
I see you on top
It be the real that block
That's why I listen and

You gots to listen more than you
So keep your shut
It about rattin' then you walk
They say the bad along wit the good
So keep awards
Just sure the cash come on home wit the hood

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