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Young
and Neef
The of Philly
love, first time around
We got now we don't care who got

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

give it all to my daughter wit death
Until love me
Cee and baby give us a second
Stand tall when they us the pressure
if we fuck up our first chance
Fans give us a second, check

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 nigga us the weapons
When you murk from the Hearst leave you in the

through in a 7
45, 45's need two in
Got the 11 two intertechers
So ain't no tellin' what I do to them
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 watch
and C official like a ref wit a whistle
Protect shit a nickel, it's on a whistle
Lose breath when I hit you your bet is to get through
Fuck the lane I'm much outta my pain
The the game is quicker live by the code fool

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

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

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

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

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

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

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