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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



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