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

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

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

through in a 7
45, 45's need two in
Got the 11 two intertechers
So no tellin' what 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, death on a whistle
Lose breath when I hit you your 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, blast ya tearin' ya
We don't discriminate hoes get the same as
Comin' out the North Of Death
We a fuck about a level we extort the best
Who's the boss

Kill em slow give a fuck who he
Our only purpose is that 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
and Neef, we the future
We the

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

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

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

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