![]() They gave the Philadelphia duo top billing on the second State Property compilation, and that move paid off: "Can't Stop Won't Stop" hit the Top Ten of the rap track chart, and the accompanying video was in constant rotation on M2 and BET for at least two months. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).Roc-a-Fella had high hopes for Young Gunz. #Young gunz tough luv mediafire codeGet the embed code Young Gunz - Tough Luv Album Lyrics1.$$$ Girlz2.Friday Night3.Future of the Roc4.Grown Man5.Life We Chose6.Never Take Me Alive7.North of U10.Take It How U Want It11.That's LuvYoung Gunz Lyrics provided by The crew that I'm reppin', two in possession like Soon to be legends Roc-A-Fella's the label property's So I got a spot in the game off my profitĪnd I lock that ya'll cant do it no betta so why not get Niggas start blobbin' off names where my block at Since I was young and if I want it I claim and I got that You dudes ain't 'bout nothing but you front and you're lame Something the game lost another one to the gameĪnd spray back about a hundred and change They act a fool when they get hot, I turn the sun into rain though I can't run from the pain nigga, and I ain't run from a thing home That one block still a envy of mine, like I ain't come from the same I turn your buns into the cinnamon kind wit one shot Jigga ya'll chicken scoopers plenty of times Neva lost ain't a loser, been all around the world wit my nigga They liking heat like in bermuta, I mack a broad out in cuba Take it from the gunners ememies won't dispute us To me that shit is snake, them referreds tell me sleep safeīut wait, you niggas cake we don't need no fifthsĮxclusive nigga take it how you want it man You don't put no working hands off my plate You move fast might crash, so I move at my own paceĪin't no love loss 'cause I got my own taste Put it back in bags still selling to the mass Swelling on the past there's no telling if I'm blast Make he come off the hip on what you saying out cha lips I started this before Chris nigga don't forget You helped me stay in this group, I beg your pardon So don't tell me shit about family, we starvin' Just a year ago they ain't give fuck 'bout, botĪs far as the bank you can't get a penny up out yours Yo same o' same o' they want me to work more They like oh that's that young nigga that sigel be with, yeah See that used to be me so I feel him I got love Talking 'bout how the whole block feeling meĪnd how when he coming home he ride for me I'm getting phone calls from him every week, laughing Who just refuse to get a job so they backĪnd forth in and out of these correctional facilities Story with all of my little homies playing the MOB I'm nine cluching on the west side of Philly exchanging my war Quake on these noonies for even think that they can do me dirty I'm running crazy through the city with the two and letting my thing Till these polies appahend me, till these pricks still to me I'm doing me I'm blowing, I'm blowing my la-la-la-la-la-la, till' I come in off this high Tell you why these thugs die and to the day of my demise I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be like bitchīlock killin' me, yeah nigga, I can tell you why these thugs ride They like oh that's that young nigga that Sigel be with, yeah Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows Round a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes Round a whole lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul Toasters right beside and clip extending ya suppose toįucking roaches most of my niggas from the pro-jectsĤ0-o-ez fuck a moette, mo' money mo' sex, no more stressĪnd for the cut I take it out on my ememies, taking out all my enemiesĪny coward a friend to me, if he bring the pain, we bringing flowersĪnd memories and that's real, press my hand and see if myĬards reveal, had to see some of the hardest squeal, ya'll guard ya grill He like hypnotics mixed with Henney he's ferocious ![]() Your boy's classy for those who don't know Chris The verse off the track hey, bitches please same C won't gas me Man them bitches bought the gift and the curse and heard How can I forget see the game she the same See my rocket's set, speak my name and I cock it wet The others travel from the little gun force one's Get wet up, I been fresh since a little one bitch I school We got fridges for the Taliban load attire manīetta keep ya set up million dolla man soon to be we next up Your digits ain't rising fam, it's like you're lactose and tolerant
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