Young Chris Lyrics

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94 Bars Lyrics

[Young Chris] (Beanie Sigel)

 It's young C youngest from State P

 All the thorough breads roll your la la la

 And all the girls wanna spend the night tonight

 Get right tonight, tonights the night

 Its Young G's thats Young Neef

 Thats right thats the other half of me

 And all the girlies dream of having me

 And they mad at me (ah motherfuckas yea)

 Kept my business straight I'm learnin the game

 Earning a little change of the realest thing

 Half the realest fake got to check these broads

 These niggaz ain't built a deck of cards

 Man yall was on the steps with yalls

 We had connects you lames

 And was a threat to the set you claimed

 And still is homie that still is closer than ever

 You niggaz pussy and you know its whatever

 So don't push me yea you would try keepin us back

 Why don't yall dudes try to keepin it rap

 And leave us alone can't leave it at home

 In the streets where we at to get you

 When you least expect it be your peoples that clapped

 Its real in the streets of Illadelphia

 All the boss can't pay fuck around and kill himself

 Cant stop won't stop Roc-A-Fella records cause we, we get down

 Bitches wanna get down niggaz run and get found

 We confront with the pound and we squeeze it

 Where ever niggaz standin we leave them

 These niggaz really thinkin we need them (ah motherfuckas yea)

 Like my man Sig. ain't the reason nigga please its a PA thing

 Yall don't really wanna see they gang

 Think of Philly we you see they gang

 Got guns all the time on us

 We from the block where the sun never shine on us

 Get knocked on the one dropped a dime on us

 Pee your own blood motormouth niggaz

 Till they see they own blood and they on they last breath

 I hit his mug ain't no open casket left over ashes

 I was labeled as a left over bastard until that contract

 They want me dead I see through them contacts

 So they try to him me through them contracts

 Yea the boy wonder they boy gunner

 I stay fresh to death had the other boys under pressure

 They had to step they gear up

 If not they knew not to go near her

 Cause she never messed with lames

 She messed with older guys that messed with caine

 We was the younger dudes up next in the game

 But she was young and dumb so she cared less of the game

 You know that game and the same old song

 Now I ride around hearin them bitches playin my song

 I tried to tell them its gon' be my turn

 Now they tryin help an keep my sperm (ah motherfuckas yea)

 It's ok I'm still young anyway I can last all night

 We can hump anyday I got chunks put away

 And some chunk on the way used the pump where I laid

 Now its pumps where I lay chumps wanna play we backin them down

 Thats what you get for approaching with out askin around

 You know we get our toaster with out pattin us down

 It's the ROC bitch holla get your ass on the pound

 Let me show you how I do how a man can get down

 Got to keep my sheets clean lay that ass on the ground

 Think its all just rap let me arch that back

 You ain't got to be shy baby toss that back

 And most of these stories ain't worth the doe

 I can't relate to commercial flows

 I'm from the hood ain't nothing all good but you worthless hoe

 ????? work these hoes (ah motherfuckas yea)

 I was broke gettin doe from hoes

 Gettin doe gettin doe from hoes

 Grown men drownin hold your nose stop

 Falling through these chickenheads

 And focus little more on your business here

 You ain't radio you dudes is lames

 We bringin the pain to the game you dudes radio

 And most of yall one hit wonders

 The ones who done a little number shit one hit done it

 Your career was an accident

 I ain't scared ill blast you bitch

 And get the cash to get out or buy a nice lawyer

 Get a high price lawyer

 Ill be out soon as the judge see my status shit

 You motherfuckas gon' be mad as shit

 Once the young gunnas drop

 Yea the youngest from the ROC

 Just what Dame needed did a couple of futures

 Did the mixtapes and got the game heated

 The same little nigg' niggaz from the block

 Talk they shit about the ROC and you just was a fan

 Before I got Jay just was your man

 Now you dislike us cause you ain't in our plans

 I understand keep doing what you doing

 Give up or you'll be givin up a hell of a chance

 You niggaz bullshit with rap if you want (ah motherfuckas yea)

 And I'll be laid back ?????? (Motherfuckas)

 

 [Outro: Young Chris]

 Relax on you chumps!!

 Clap at you punk!!

 What!....nigga!

 Ahhhhhhhhh!!

 Ahhhhhhhhh!!

 Roooaaarrrr!!

 Ha ha we gotta ad lib that shit