7.Friday Night
作詞：M Glover, N Glover, Darryl Mcdaniels, E Morris, Haneef
Muhammad, Chris Ries, J Saddler, Joseph Simmons, Justin Smith
Uh-huh, Young Gunnas
Young Gunnas
Neef and C, okay
Young, Young, Young
Young Gunnas
Three, two, one, go
It was a Friday night and the bass was bumpin'
The honeys was rockin'
The parties was jumpin'
And it wasn't long before everybody knew
'Just Blaze', was on the beat box
Young Gunz, the one with the heat rock
Before I hit the club, hit the weed spot
It goes a one, two, three, and
(Ok, Young Chris)
Just like King Midas, as I was told
Young C was on the block, thirteen years old
I don't mean to brag had the meanest bags
The supply to my peeps, I was bringin' hag
Took charge of the block, game ping to ave
Still bringin' cash on the scene at last
Still gloves and masks, as I proceed
Mad Max, mad hats, mad hollow T's
Your man actin' crazy, roll with the kid
Playa a hell of a pimp, you already know what it is
They don't gotta notice the whips, I don't show 'em the wrist
They already know that I'm Chris and they know that's the stick
To the script and I last long, hit 'em and I last long
Can't drive a scale for, send 'em in a cab home
He takin' mad long, get your bags gone
I ain't got a dime for you, time for me to pass on
It was a Friday night and the bass was bumpin'
The honeys was rockin'
The parties was jumpin'
And it wasn't long before everybody knew
'Just Blaze', was on the beat box
Young Gunz, the one with the heat rock
Before I hit the club, hit the weed spot
It goes a one, two, three, and
(Chris, Chris and Lil' Neefy)
Back in effect, best mac in the tech
Show you how to clap or perfect, when they actin' all messed
We from north Philly Free, Peedi Crakk, and the rest
Max, south side, O and Sparks back on the west
We the leaders of the new school, hate it 'cause my jewels cool
Get my jewels, crew, every weekend it's a new crew
'Bout to set the record straight, soon as the record breaks
Shit, some more, to the store, watch it levitate
And we never late, early in the game
We brought pain, yup heavy spins up in every state
Yeah, you bound to hate, die if the bound it quakes, 769 escape
Put 'em all around ya face, diamond cool, walkin' ya place
Get every dime you got up outta ya safe
Plus you gettin' more surrounded with bake
Before the law comes surrounding your place
My dogs get every pound of your cake
It was a Friday night and the bass was bumpin'
The honeys was rockin'
The parties was jumpin'
And it wasn't long before everybody knew
'Just Blaze', was on the beat box
Young Gunz, the one with the heat rock
Before I hit the club, hit the weed spot
It goes a one, two, three, and
(Young, Young, Young, Young Neef)
We the present and the future, you might as well get used to
It's been around a minute, given 'em what they wanted
The niggaz, they never front it, they still sick to they stomach
Once they hear about the Gunz, yeah, they know that girls comin'
Yeah, you try to tell her, 'Please baby don't wear that'
She's on her own, think she ain't tryin' to hear that
You know what's gonna happen after the party
C and Neef up in the suite, you fishin' 'em down in the lobby
Back at the back, she trippin' all at the army
Me cuffed my lib, not even probably
The gang's here, so these chickens get bodied
We show you how we switch up better than a party
Get it in a party, we slippin' out, hardly
Baby, Beretta'd up, yeah, this your beat army
Hit them niggaz up, then we breeze off Tommy
Fuck it, right behind me, the whole block behind me
It was a Friday night and the bass was bumpin'
The honeys was rockin'
The parties was jumpin'
And it wasn't long before everybody knew
'Just Blaze', was on the beat box
Young Gunz, the one with the heat rock
Before I hit the club, hit the weed spot
It goes a one, two, three, and
Young Gunz, Young Neef
Chris and Lil' Neef
Chris and Lil' Neef
Chris, Chris, Chris and Lil' Neef
Chris, Chris, Chris and Lil' Neef
Chris, Chris, Chris and Lil' Neef
Chris, Chris, Chris and Lil' Neef, C
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