Future Of The Roc - Album Version (Explicit)

Song	Future Of The Roc - Album Version (Explicit)
Artist	Young Gunz
Album	Tough Luv

Lyrics

	作曲 : Bell, Bell, Casey, Harrell ...
	Young Gunz
	Chris and
	NeefThe home of
	PhillyTough love, first time around
	We got now we don't care who got next
	Check we the future we got like a dime left
	To make sure our niggaz cool and our moms set
	It ain't safe every day is a bomb threat
	Game watered down you work harder or less
	Just give it all to my daughter wit death
	Until then love me
	Cee and Neef baby give us a second
	Stand tall when they give us the pressure'
	Cause if we fuck up our first chance
	Fans won't give us a second, check
	Listen and learn you missin' the message
	They will drop you and won't be missin' your presence
	I'm the curse
	Young C he the present
	It don't work nigga give us the weapons
	When you murk from the
	Hearst leave you in the desert
	Breeze through in a 745, 45's need two in possession
	Got the Mack 11 two intertechers
	So ain't no tellin' what
	I do to them vest's
	We ain't just shootin' out reckless, nigga
	Young, Young,
	Young Gunners
	Chris and
	Neef, we the future
	We the future
	We pull up in them big boy trucks big boy drops
	We be the only young boys that the big boys watch
	Neef and C official like a ref wit a whistle
	Protect shit a nickel, it's death on a whistle
	Lose breath when
	I hit you your best bet is to get through
	Fuck outta the lane
	I'm much outta my pain
	The stronger the game is quicker live by the code fool
	Dinner time cold food, aim is sicker
	Much faster, blast ya tearin' ya niggaz
	We don't discriminate hoes get the same as niggaz
	Comin' straight out the
	North Of Death
	We give a fuck about a level we extort the best
	Who's the boss nigga
	Kill em slow give a fuck who he know
	Our only purpose is that money and blow
	Ain't scared to put a tag on his toe
	The pressures on so they lettin' us go
	Before our time and you already know, yo
	Young, Young,
	Young Gunners
	Chris and
	Neef, we the future
	We the future
	Just when they thought it was over
	The young'n soldier got focus
	And notice negotiations about my closures but
	Won't lose my composure
	Buck a shot and be over
	Just like that, just give up rap
	Gives a fuck about the bitches
	Got to change our only livin'
	Get my niggaz in position
	From the block into the kitchen
	It's my decision if
	I do it or not
	But who gon' come back to that slow ass block
	Yeah, duckin' them cops extendin'
	Them shots and meltin' them
	GlocksYeah, this might not be my permanent spot
	But what ever happens it happens
	I see you motherfuckers on top
	It be the real ones that block
	That's why
	I listen and watch
	You gots to listen more than you talk
	So keep your mouth shut
	It ain't about rattin' then you walk
	They say the bad come along wit the good
	So keep your awards
	Just make sure the cash come on home wit the hood
	Young, Young,
	Young Gunners
	Chris and
	Neef, we the future
	We the future, we the future

Pinyin

	zuò qǔ : Bell, Bell, Casey, Harrell ...
	Young Gunz
	Chris and
	NeefThe home of
	PhillyTough love, first time around
	We got now we don' t care who got next
	Check we the future we got like a dime left
	To make sure our niggaz cool and our moms set
	It ain' t safe every day is a bomb threat
	Game watered down you work harder or less
	Just give it all to my daughter wit death
	Until then love me
	Cee and Neef baby give us a second
	Stand tall when they give us the pressure'
	Cause if we fuck up our first chance
	Fans won' t give us a second, check
	Listen and learn you missin' the message
	They will drop you and won' t be missin' your presence
	I' m the curse
	Young C he the present
	It don' t work nigga give us the weapons
	When you murk from the
	Hearst leave you in the desert
	Breeze through in a 745, 45' s need two in possession
	Got the Mack 11 two intertechers
	So ain' t no tellin' what
	I do to them vest' s
	We ain' t just shootin' out reckless, nigga
	Young, Young,
	Young Gunners
	Chris and
	Neef, we the future
	We the future
	We pull up in them big boy trucks big boy drops
	We be the only young boys that the big boys watch
	Neef and C official like a ref wit a whistle
	Protect shit a nickel, it' s death on a whistle
	Lose breath when
	I hit you your best bet is to get through
	Fuck outta the lane
	I' m much outta my pain
	The stronger the game is quicker live by the code fool
	Dinner time cold food, aim is sicker
	Much faster, blast ya tearin' ya niggaz
	We don' t discriminate hoes get the same as niggaz
	Comin' straight out the
	North Of Death
	We give a fuck about a level we extort the best
	Who' s the boss nigga
	Kill em slow give a fuck who he know
	Our only purpose is that money and blow
	Ain' t scared to put a tag on his toe
	The pressures on so they lettin' us go
	Before our time and you already know, yo
	Young, Young,
	Young Gunners
	Chris and
	Neef, we the future
	We the future
	Just when they thought it was over
	The young' n soldier got focus
	And notice negotiations about my closures but
	Won' t lose my composure
	Buck a shot and be over
	Just like that, just give up rap
	Gives a fuck about the bitches
	Got to change our only livin'
	Get my niggaz in position
	From the block into the kitchen
	It' s my decision if
	I do it or not
	But who gon' come back to that slow ass block
	Yeah, duckin' them cops extendin'
	Them shots and meltin' them
	GlocksYeah, this might not be my permanent spot
	But what ever happens it happens
	I see you motherfuckers on top
	It be the real ones that block
	That' s why
	I listen and watch
	You gots to listen more than you talk
	So keep your mouth shut
	It ain' t about rattin' then you walk
	They say the bad come along wit the good
	So keep your awards
	Just make sure the cash come on home wit the hood
	Young, Young,
	Young Gunners
	Chris and
	Neef, we the future
	We the future, we the future