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

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

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

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 give us the weapons
When you murk the Hearst leave you in the desert

through in a 7
45, need two in possession
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 young boys that the big boys watch
Neef and C official a ref wit a whistle
Protect a nickel, it's death on a whistle
breath when I hit you your best 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 cold food, aim is sicker
Much faster, ya tearin' ya niggaz
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 a fuck who he know
Our only is that money and blow
Ain't to put a tag on his toe
The on so they lettin' us go
Before our time and you know, yo

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

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

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

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

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