Young Gunz That's Right Lyrics:
[Intro]
haha, it's about time niggaz gangsta gangsta, a
young gangsta, what you wanna b a gangsta, can't
stop me,gangsta gangsta, a young gangsta, what you
wanna b a gangsta

[Verse 1 - Neef]
Motha fuckas i'm comming down where it ain't
nuttin nice, where niggaz hear that price and b at
ya the same night, try to kill ya got a knife fuck
a fight snatch ya life, i got thirty in my rim
pipe and motha fuck i can fight, they say we
living but i say we just a light, eachothers
crunches and these niggaz b unlucky, heavy and
shit, unwilling to spit, knowing i'm like em baby
brotha in tha crib and u b standing on a cliff i b
witnessing a fifth, cuz i brought a lotta hollow
tips just if you niggaz clipped and we ain't on
tha same tip (shit), i got to bang at ya niggaz
for tha love of tha figuers hell ya we kill
eachother and kidnap they baby mothas and do dirt
to ones that love us, yeah ones like no otha sorta
like ya brotha and i got my niggaz covered as long
as i'm alive they alive promise i'm gon' ride and
never play both sides

[chorus X2]
don't bust and keep back now i bet you get clapped
clown and you wont come back round once you hear
how that mack sounds [GUN SHOT] i bet ya you'll
back down ya know how to act now on ya life,
niggaz i put a price that's right

[Verse 2 - Neef]
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uh thats where we live at war, bring it where your
kids at, we your enemies where eva you get at,
nigga you get back or get your motha fucking head
cracked [TWO GUN SHOTS] thats where we live at, at
least a hundred thousand just to get your kids
back, unsolved about that kidnap all about that
rift raft when you wasn't wit that ?? so loud for
tha crowd you niggaz get back, in tha clouds when
you Lakers all that chit chat, i got a fifth mag
thinkin you a shit bag, running on tha ends these
niggaz put ya in them pens, staples r crazy, you
fuckas shouldnt play me, multiple stab wounds
caught em slippin should a had guns up in tha
backroom, now tha lord will see em soon, we get it
all late, midnight or early afternoon when eva
where eva wit that motha fucking chedda yep

[Chorus X2]

[Verse 3 - Neef]
Most defently niggaz wont get tha recipe, tha
flows stupid it's much more then music, what you
tryin to get at homie i've been through it, so
don't b talk foolish cuz your life you will loose
it, as soon as i pull it start the finger movement
and bullets start comming out tha top and motha
fuckas yelling down tha block screaming out
somebody got shot and he left this shit a mess,
ambulence it was left, i'm a bitch wit tha tech, i
wont let ya get a breath, if ya reach then you
wacked from your feet to ya kneck, if you come
around tha set you wont make it out to tell it,
flesh rushin from tha pellets, in they clothes you
can smell it, no witnesses to tell it, you fucking
wit a two time fellon and still i'll put two to ya
mellon and open you up, yeah you pussies started
it but, don't what none of Buck put ya runners up
i don't give a fuck

[Chorus X2]

[Music, then fades]
Lyrics: That's Right, Young Gunz [end]