Текст (слова) песни: Young Chris - 94 Bars

 
[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
 

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