Verse 1 - Young Chris
All niggaz envying chris. i gotta load up and
empty them clips. now those pussies will back up.
Tommy G's difference from Back Up. comming through
tha house creeping. i'm tha new house keeping.
motha fuck all that loud speaking. call tha
neighbors hear his loud speakers. no need for
smalls keeping. kill tha bitch then we out
freezing. now thats some witnesses we leaving fuck
tha child proofing. as i cease ya fuck back and
forth wit tha rappers. that's gon' leave ya back
and forth wit them clappers. and i ain't goin back
to court wit them crackers. want a district
attorney. stay strapted so those bitches wont burn
me. TAKE THAT. where tha F did you earn it? take
tha lesson and learn it. the most important is to
pass it and burn it. betta get it cuz most of
these rappers that talkin aint eva live it. tha
niggaz that said they wit it said they did it

Get tha fuck outta here, bitch ass nigga. niggaz
get fucked at tha county, nigga feel this like,

Young Chris
Fresh off tour Philadelphia is your's. Freeway
thats my lean way that help me to score

Freeway - Rhyme
Stay fesh dress and West blessed me wit this
track. him and Chad West dont guess nigga they
from North. P-H-I double L Y. dont fuck wit tha
props squad get hit wit tha sixth four. dont fuck
wit them big boys. free to live fresh like them
Mel guy. fuck ya killa wit tha knife its similar
to Columbine and Free dont get down like nobody's
boys. He that boy that you know get to workin and
niggaz start hurtin let you purchase a ? from em,
yeah. keep his hammer closer then Kim to em. So
playaz and robbers i'm out tha question. Cops ask
my fiends 21 questions but I answer 21 extras.
Flex tha Suburban, bullets dipped in detergent.
Full planes of curosion. Hit ya fucking flesh up.
have you niggaz playing catch up. Take a pop out
tha poppers, block for blocka. Get tha beat witout
a beating

Neef - Ryhme
Yeah my first name Neef and my last name Buck.
from tha first time I beef or a motha fucka mess
up. instead of knuckling up these motha fuckas get
plucked. From where there young'z snatching grass
and they trippin on dust. all they take is a puff
these niggaz be right back at ya. tryin to leave
ya niggaz living as snatchas. bout tha cream we
roll around like a SWAT team wit beems and try not
to hit no innocent teens. about tha cream work
hard now, live up my dream. aint tryin to stress
ova no shorts or ugly things. that aint for me or
even my team. we be layin back in Suburbans and
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harder it seems. this shit been watered down tryin
to raise out tha ground. one was sweet ya peace
still lugging around. say Neef aint sweet still
repping tha town YA KNOW

CD SCRATCHES

Young Chris- Rhyme
Fresh off tour Philadelphia is your's. Freeway
thats my lean way that help me to score. Investin
in these busineses i make my business his. But
this is Chris, adress em if there's war. A message
from Shakur all you got is a bitch. aint no pride
in ya bitch, she let em have it she fit. she
define them clips she astatic. and she'd rather
walk wit shells instead of matics. I get a kick
outta tha bitch like Jet Lee. She went WILD when
them niggaz was hatin. got her boy outta tha
situation wit one BLOW. so what NOW? play you
chumps LOUD. it's like red nose picture you punks
GROWL. get dumb FOUND. get him HOW?

Neef
We catch him and beat him.

Chris
several bodies not one FOUND.

Neef
not loyal to feed em

Chris
they neva found em guilty not one TRIAL. not one
FOUND that can look any younger cuz they woulda
been took me under

Both
Fuckin crackers

Neef- Rhyme
Girls love us thats what makes em hate us. well
fuck it dawg we make tha paper. dont make us make
tha papers. they cant fade us, fuck what they go
through HEY. halos halos go through CLAY, go
through tha WAY hit a bunch of teeth wit pine.
dont worry i can read they mind, Fuckin faggots.
you niggaz eatin so we brought a fork. we ask for
beef those niggaz throw us pork. we throw them all
up. when i'm shoppin fill tha mall up. cops
everywhere. exit out be for they block every
stair. now it's hot everywhere. gotta bounce all
out. make you niggaz pure tha pounds all out, i
need tha chronic. now we gotta leave tha town and
fuck tha airport we bringin ?. coffe grinders
takin chronic. lil rascals better be for December,
I'm GONE

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