YOUNG GUNZ - North Of Death lyrics

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    YOUNG GUNZ LYRICS
    
    "North Of Death"
    Uh...
    Young Chris...
    Our father...
    I'll ride for my niggas I'll die for my niggas
    Bodies get hard soul touch the sky
    Numbers getting called 
    God shut my eyes ...why...yeah why
    Uh, Uh.
    
    [Verse 1]
    Is they wit me or against me, 
    How these pussy gon' convince me to start and don't follow up
    And touch my momma kids follow us
    My mom proud of us and plus I love the green wit in god we trust.
    My mom is tough she don't care about them killing her
    And I got beef wit them him him and her.
    You Muthfukas betta recognize,
    Everybody got burners the first that draw the opposite the next to die.
    That's how it go that ain't just how I flow I still live it nigga that's how I know 
    In the hood everyday why you dudes eatin' good everyday.
    My momma working but the bills take our food everyday
    Got to mention her daughter though, since the ten step pops did ten since her water broke
    That nigga got like a dub then did a dime came home left my moms and did another ten. 
    
    [Chorus]
    As I walk through the North of Death
    They souls gone but they voices left
    They talk to me every chance they get
    I got to make it for the chance they missed.
    Shit we all don't get a chance like this (shiiiiit)
    It's hard living homie more than music
    C and Neef dog who you got us confused wit
    True shit we bout to do it
    Neffy don't lose it
    Follow the flow homie like you followed the blueprint.
    
    [Verse 2]
    I wake up and ask the lord to forgive us
    Till I die put my balls over bitches
    But I can't put my balls over business
    Cause I'd hate to go fly when soon as I go to trial need my boy as a witness 
    Shit I'm just another poor with the riches
    Trying to keep my momma cool give her more while I'm livin'
    Rhyming cool but it ain't what I expected
    It's fuck you if you ain't what they expectin' 
    They love you when you giving them records. (Got to respect it)
    Just a gift I was blessed with 
    If y'all ain't impressed wit the shit I do I'll give it a rest shit (a promotion)
    If I get what the rest get how can niggas neglect it
    Niggas respect it the shit is method
    Lean 19 giving niggas broad day
    A night seems putting niggas on stretchers
    My nigga Bean whole team got beams 
    Show you niggas be wetter we got pistols foreva 
    Shit is just getting better As I ...
    
    As I walk through the North of Death
    They souls gone but they voices left
    They talk to me every chance they get
    I got to make it for the chance they missed.
    Shit we all don't get a chance like this (shiiiiit)
    It's hard living homie more than music
    C and Neef dog who you got us confused wit
    True shit we bout to do it
    Neffy don't lose it
    Follow the flow homie like you followed the blueprint. 
    
    [Verse 3]
    It's funny how bitches used to say he a loser,
    Now people say he's the future
    Now I got to stay in my grove cause I'd hate to fuck around and 
    And Fuck around and it be my face on the news 
    Momma been through enough of the pain
    So I'ma move her but I ain't moving till I got enough for the gang
    Man these dudes better up up they game
    The hood loves us and it ain't nothing to start from the Muslim game.
    Uh, no disrespect I love my niggas to death 
    Cause in the roc it ain't about who spit it the best
    And plus we way different from rest 
    You got a show I'm rollin' out
    It aint about who getting the check 
    I'ma roll until the wheels fall off
    Keep rollin or you will fall off 
    You ain't official then we'll clip you
    Teflon dying extended both ? 
    Back back blocking pistol poppin' pistol poppin 
    As I...
    
    As I walk through the North of Death
    They souls gone but they voices left
    They talk to me every chance they get
    I got to make it for the chance they missed.
    Shit we all don't get a chance like this (shiiiiit)
    It's hard living homie more than music
    C and Neef dog who you got us confused wit
    True shit we bout to do it
    Bucky don't lose it
    Follow the flow homie like you followed the blueprint. Uh
    
    Rest in peace L-e-z...Uh. 
    Rest in peace O Ratty...Uh.
    Rest in peace ? ...Uh.
    Rest in peace my nigga Doop. Uh.
    Rest in peace Joey
    
    It hard living homie more than music...
    Uh...
    Who you got us confused wit...
    We bout to do it... 
    Oh don't lose it... 
    Follow the flow homie like you followed the blueprint.
    
    
    [Thanks to ap3574@wayne.edu for these lyrics]

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