B.B. Gun Young Gunz (Ft. Beanie Sigel, Oschino & Peedi Crakk)

[Intro: Young Chris]
Yeah, Young Gunnaz, State, State, State Prop Chain Gang
Yeah, Chad West on the track
Sigel, Neef Buck, Peedi Crack, O and Sparks, Freeweezy
Yea State Prop Boys back in town
Backblock boys, pop boys, back you down

[Verse 1: Young Chris]
I ask is it me, or is it really them
Yea I'm young, but y'all ain't never gonna big Willy hum
North Philly, hum keep a big milli hum
Them ain't never been soft, naw dog
Y'all really them niggas that be mouthing off
Never really got in shit
Actin' like you shot the shit
But hesitate to pop it off
When it's on, y'all be gone
C grip the pistol, drawn
Hittin' till them niggas gone
Word till my niggas gone
This ain't just a song, this is real shit we live
Niggas will get ya kids, hurry niggas switch your homes
Don't forget ya pistol, home, what the fuck you buy it for
To catch a fucking body or to show up for them bitches drawling
Actin' all big and buff
Niggas ain't really tough
Humble, but he might just be the first to call you niggas bluff
Have you niggas shittin' puss
Bleedin' through the ass
C'll seize a nigga fast
Hit you bitches up