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[Young Chris]
Where the pain set at? YOUNG GUNNAS (yeah, ok) Roc niggaz Niggaz got `til January to get their shit together Yeah that nigga`s January What, ok, what, ok Chad West Uh, yo [Verse 1] [Young Chris] Hey yo mama workin` hard Big brother on the run Little sister cuttin` up, man Shit, just outta luck, man Baby girl born She done brightened up my life a lot Block still poppin` Old ladies still drawin` (drawin`) Haters still plottin` Tryin` to take my life away Don`t matter, night or day C reactin` right away Bring it on when the temperature rise My intention`s to ride Ain`t no intent, but he die Niggaz bleed like us Forty, clip on my hip shorty Go get your clique I`m ready to squeeze like "What the..." Yeah this comin` out of Chris`s mouth (Chris`s mouth) How you niggaz bitchin`, gettin` stitches Then get bitches, pourin` liquor out That`s what Chris about Tryin` to figure out the beat Down on the outside, bleed in `til you piss it out Block all them chickens out Fuck all them niggaz routes See I need air, plus my mama need a bigger house [Chorus] [Young Chris] It`s just the town we live in North Phil my nigga South Philly with mittens Look how chilly the wrist is Poppin` willies with bitches Poppin` willies at snitches He got three ways to die From the roof or the river He gon` bleed if he try Man they shootin, it`s vicious They got lugies and fifths 44s and infras, brads that get ya Leave a nigga dead, remember Hawk his hand, remember To watch his mouth or temper [Verse 2] [Beanie Sigel] Bitch niggaz actin` tough, but you know what that`s about Prayin` that I hit `em up, hopin` they can settle out But why flirt with death? It ain`t worth the check Get your coffin nailed shut Placed in the dirt to rest Get you linin` up, tears again Mama in tears again I guess death is the number one fear, man But I ain`t scared I can tell it`s comin, I can feel it in the air I can smell it Comin` fully prepared To meet the fuckin` man in a trenchcoat I ain`t high, but trying to duck you long as I can though They say I`m flirting with the devil, talking blasphemy Cursing out the reaper, `til the gate keep attached to me That`s why I see the light Shootin` every thing in sight Warning every other day Bodies every other night (that`s right) Death is the only thing for sure in life That`s right Young Gunnas killin` ya tonight [Chorus] [Verse 3] [Neef] Yo, show me where to get a gun Better know where I`m from Load `em up with dum-dums Leave a nigga one lung (ooh) Masking tape, hoodies, and gloves Boogies and snubs Yeah I put a dent in your mug Older brother beneath me Mother fuckers is sneaky Worryin` about where Neef be Get you act out easy (easy) Yeah this family greezy Believe me, how the fuck they impede me? Tables turned, now the family needs me Yeah, I want my shit Ain`t shit you can teach me I`m young but not dumb You ain`t from where I`m from You don`t feel how I feel You ain`t real how I`m real I ain`t signed to that deal But for real, you should chill And let me do me dog Listen for once in life And we can stop playin` see-saw Until then I make it rain, niggaz feel my pain Until I`m out the game Of four quarter lanes [Chorus] [Verse 4] [Young Chris] Lord of the streets, I do it so my daughter can eat Mom`s working three on her own Bringin` four in a week Now tell me how I`m gonna budget that Little sister graduated elementary Big brother`s life in the judge`s lap Even my mother packed, stuck in this war zone I`ve been a bad boy, puffin` before Combs Fo sure, homies strapped like bamboo There`s nothing we can`t do It`s tucked in my pants too You bustas will scramble Shoulda had `em sellin` but Niggaz tattletale `em when they rush in that van, dude So I had to smarten up You know, chalk `em up Bye-bye mother fucker, drive-by, we walkin` up Put your little lockers up, hang your little snub, nigga You a little thug, give you slugs `til he cough it up Them niggaz soft as butt Even your balls is soft I`m about to charge `em up Niggaz stop, your offer`s up [Chorus]
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