[Young Chris]
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Young, Gunz
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Chris and Neef
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The home of Philly
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Tough love, first time around
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We got now we don't care who got next
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[Verse One]
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[Young Neef]
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Check we the future
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We got like a dime left
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To make sure our niggaz cool and our moms set
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It ain't safe every day is a bomb threat
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Game watered down you work harder or less
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[Young Chris]
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Just give it all to my daughter wit death
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Until then love me
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Cee and Neef baby give us a second
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Stand tall when they give us the pressure
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Cause if we fuck up our first chance
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Fans won't give us a second, check
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[Young Neef]
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Listen and learn you missin the message
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They will drop you and won't be missin your presence
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I'm the curse
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Young Cee he the present
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It don't work nigga give us the weapons
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When you murk from the Hearst leave you in the desert
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[Young Chris]
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Breeze through in a 7
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45 45's need two in possession
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Got the Mack 11 two intertechers
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So ain't no tellin what I do to them vests's
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We ain't just shootin out reckless, nigga
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[Chorus]
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"Young.. Young, Young Gunners"
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"Chris and Neef", "We the future"
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"We the future"
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[Verse Two]
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[Young Chris]
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We pull up in them big boy trucks
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Big boy drops
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We be the only young boys that the big boys watch
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Neef and C official like a ref wit a whistle
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Protect shit a nickel
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Its death on a whistle
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Lose breath when I hit you
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Your best bet is to get through
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Fuck outta the lane I'm much outta my pain
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The stronger the game is quicker
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Live by the code fool
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Dinner time cold food, aim is sicker
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Much faster, blast ya
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Tearin ya niggaz
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We don't discriminate
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Hoes get the same as niggaz
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Comin straight out the North Of Death
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We give a fuck about a level we extort the best
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Who's the boss nigga
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[Young Neef]
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Kill em slow give a fuck who he know
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Our only purpose is that money and blow
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ain't scared to put a tag on his toe
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The pressures on so they lettin us go
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before our time and you already know, yo
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[Chorus]
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[Verse Three]
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[Young Neef]
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Just when they thought it was over
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The young'n soldier got focus, and notice negotiations about my closures but
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Wont lose my composure
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Buck a shot and be over
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Just like that, just give up rap
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Gives a fuck about the bitches
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Got to change our only livin
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Get my niggaz in position
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From the block into the kitchen
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Its my decision if I do it or not
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But who gon' come back to that slow ass block
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Yeah duckin them cops extendin them shots and meltin them glocks
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Yeah this might not be my permanent spot
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But what ever happens it happens
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I see you motherfuckers on top
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It be the real ones that block
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That's why I listen and watch
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[Young Chris]
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You gots to listen more than you talk so keep your mouth shut
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It ain't about rattin then you walk
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They say the bad come along wit the good
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So keep your awards
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Just make sure the cash come on home wit the hood
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[Chorus: repeat 2x]
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"Young.. Young, Young Gunners"
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"Chris and Neef", "We the future"
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"We the future"
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Future Of The Roc
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Young Gunz |