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[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



Allthe 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 painto 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 theyshit 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