3,2,1 Go
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[Chorus]
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Its a friday night and the bass was bumpin the honeyz was rockin the party was jumpin it wasnt
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long for everybody knew (just blaze) Whats on the b box (Youn Gunz) Travel wit the heat rock
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before I hit the club hit the weed spot it goes 1,2,3,and
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[Chris]
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Its like king midas as I was told young C was on the block 13 years old I dont mean to brag I
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had the meanest bag the suppliers was my peeps I was bringin half took charge of the block a
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pean the ave still bringin cash on the scene at last still gloves and mask as i proceed mad
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mats, mad gats, mad hollow seed, Ya man actin crazy roll wit the kid, playa been hella pimpin
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you already know what it is, they dont gotta notice the whip, I don show them the wrist, they
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already know that chris and they know tha to stick to the script it don't last long hittem and
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i last long cant drive em south long send em in a cab home you takin mad long get cha bags gone
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I aint got a dime for you time for me pass on
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[Chorus 1x]
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[Chris]
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Back in effect vest, mach in the tech, show you how to clap wit perfect when they actin a mess
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we from north PHILLY free, peedie crack and the rest mac south side O and sparks back on the
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West we the leaders of the new school,heated cause my jewls cool get my jewls cool every
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weekend its a new crew bout to set the record staight soon as the record break ship t2 more to
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the store wath it levatate
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[Neef]
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Yeah we never late early in the game we brought pain yup heavy spen up in every state yeah you
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bond to hate tiered of the boad and tape 7 60 bound to scape put em all around ya face time to
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cool walk in ya place get every dime you got up out of ya safe plus you gettin more surronded
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wit bait before the law come surroundin ya place my dogs get every pound of ya cake
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[Chorus]
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[Neef]
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We the present and the futer you might as well get used to us we been around a minute givin em
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what they wanted the niggas they never fronted but still sick to they stomache once they hear
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about the gunnaz yeah they know they girl comin you try to tell her "Please baby dont wear
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that" but she's on her own think she aint tryna hear that you knowin whats gonna happen after
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the party C and Neef up in the sweat we fishin out the lobby back after back she trippin all
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off that army me, cuff my lib not even probably the gang hereso these chickens get bodied we
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show you how we switch up better than the party, did it in the party me slippin out hardly baby
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baretta tucked the addition we army hit them niggas up then we breeze off calmly bucky right
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behind me the ROC behind me Yup
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[Chorus]
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Chris and lil neefie
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[6x]
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Friday Night
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Young Gunz |