Young Fun

<br>He young, he young, he young, he young,<br>She young, she young, she young, she young,<br>He young, he young, he young, he young,<br>She young, she young, she young, she young<br><br>I hit the 21 blocks each and every day<br>niggaz peepin they shoulders in each and every way<br>no sweat, cuz if I sweat it<br>I stay true to the game, so I`m not gonna let it<br>take control of me, fool you can roll with me<br>from OG to OG you can reminisce with me<br>about the hutch, about the milk bowl,<br>two dee took a bank left knockin fools out on<br>it was me baby boppa and the homey tic<br>all my folks locked down, gotta make it legit<br>so I`m a spit, and keep my spittin straight real<br>I know that you can feel penetentiary steel<br>locked down all around for the homies touchin down<br>when my rags get out you walk a safe ground (walk a safe ground)<br>cuz I`m a let them ride killah<br>you betta stay inside and keep yo shit on yo side nigga<br>set trippin wit me<br>because what I see is greenery, and thats all I see<br>as the day gets older, dont tweak, take a look over your shoulder<br><br>(Chorus) x2<br>Young, dumb, full of fun<br>dum diddy dum diddy you`ll get done<br><br>[Knee-Hi]<br>Livin this life<br>I can`t help but dis my dream<br>maybe since West anthems(?) I want to roll a beam<br>clean, but only had to be a mex<br>now hopefully that 850 lookin spiffy, will come next<br>I bounced to 120 and Figueroa<br>yeah, my house posted across from the store<br>just like that hit by the drive way and park in the back<br>1986 fools is known to jack<br>around this click of the hood you found no punks<br>many gang bangers, dope fiends and drunks<br>I learned, bunny hops, still rocks and cops<br>I ran out of boys with toys<br>and nights sees on hot days<br>just apple sticks on death<br>RC cola to break a sweat<br>now I bet that everybody`s comin up<br>if you turnin the wrong street<br>lie you bout to get stuck<br>now what<br><br>(Chorus)<br><br>[Jayo Felony]<br>I ain`t no muthaufuckin murdera (nigga) I`m a killah<br>cuz murderers get life nigga and killaz keep killin<br>I`d ratha die with my eyes open<br>so I can see how these muthafuckaz wanna do me<br>they set me free bullet loco head with the beat what<br>and these niggaz know they have to retreat when I speak<br>the younger dumb wanna have some fun<br>and drinkin liqour way before the age of 21<br>so how you figure that`ll never put in work for that hood he love<br>you never paid him no attention so who should he love<br>and to keep a strap on him or a phat sack on him<br>and some bomb but be patrollin the hood<br>ran a hoe`s name through the mud<br>and these crooked`s stick a strap in your mouth, without a doubt<br>thats the reason got lost and turned out<br>he shoulda keep patient<br>but you was still money chasin<br>a double life is what that young nigga facin<br>and all because he was