. Forget all the regrets that are bound to follow. We're like fire and gasoline. I'm on good for you. You're no good for me. We only bring each other
(with Patty Loveless) [Chris] I've been a hard man Been a lonely man Been around the world and back again My kind of freedom was always leavin' And
break my youngin's down It's doin good, business is lookin fine Get 'em for 20, but maybe 29 Youngin out on his grind, youngin poppin 'em nine's I
things too Mommy do you want me? Cause I then grew from I see what you go I'm going through the same things too [Young Chris] Holla at me Mommi
can get it from some shit Used to get it on the strip, or they get it from the clips [Chorus] [Outro: Young Chris] Young C!.....P.C.! Chad West, yous
things too Mommy do you want me? Cause I then grew from I see what you go I'm going through the same things too [Young Chris] Holla at me Mommi Excuse
[Young Chris (Beanie Sigel)] It's young C youngest from State P All the thorough breads roll your la la la And all the girls wanna spend the night tonight
oh! following on that.. shit celebration will say niggers.. our crown with, fuck the judge, they ..my name , nigger full letters, ..more problems come
girl well i'm lost in the world ?the diamonds or pearls, so said just young girl ..lost of the world ?diamonds or pearls. she's just a young girl ..lost
you, ?forget you put up in the cane, don't get caught up in the rain you see for death they arrest you cold blood caravans, disguise nigger guess who young
you bitches on the girl shit It's while niggers look mad and my pock back Niggers better keep up with that black ? Rest in peace to the young niggers
on my ride King of Prussia keep me fresher Got my Polos on Let my cargos lay With out the logos on Hat low red fitted white P that's me It's the act Nicholas one young
(feat. Future) [Intro - YC:] What U Got (Racks On Racks On Racks) He Got (Racks On Racks On Racks) We Got (Racks On Racks On Raaaaacks) Leh Go I Got
mad They say fuck a young nigga, fuck a young nigga, I know there's some girls in the crowd right now who wanna fuck a young nigga, ya I roll one and
s no one here Follow me into a room Ain't no telling what we'll do Just me and you Ain't no telling what we'll do [Verse 1: Young Chris] Just you and
I spent more... play smarter, thanks father, hard... flow smooth... artist Shop in the neighborhood... Can pack around, tell the king to come for that
Get 'em for 20, but maybe 29 Youngin out on his grind, youngin poppin 'em nine's I'm a juvenile delinquent, youngin was doin time Cause Judge Reynold'
no rocks to the fiends now Got dudes who sit on corners like a boxer between rounds Any other dude who dish rocks want beef Cause I chop jobs bigger than Chris
