Young Gunz - Friday Night Lyrics
3,2,1 Go[Chorus]Its a friday night and the bass was bumpinthe honeyz was rockin the party was jumpin it wasntlong for everybody knew (just blaze)Whats on the b box (Youn Gunz)Travel wit the heat rockbefore I hit the club hit the weed spot it goes 1,2,3,and[Chris]Its like king midas as I was toldyoung C was on the block 13 years old I dont mean to brag Ihad the meanest bag the suppliers was my peepsI was bringin half took charge of the block apean the ave still bringin cash on the sceneat last still gloves and mask as i proceed madmats, mad gats, mad hollow seed,Ya man actin crazy roll wit the kid,playa been hella pimpinyou already know what it is, they dont gotta notice the whip,I don show them the wrist, theyalready know that chris and they know tha to stickto the script it don't last long hittem andi last long cant drive em south long send emin a cab home you takin mad long get cha bags goneI aint got a dime for you time for me pass on[Chorus 1x][Chris]Back in effect vest, mach in the tech, showyou how to clap wit perfect when they actin a messwe from north PHILLY free, peedie crackand the rest mac south side O and sparks back on theWest we the leaders of the new school,heated cause my jewls cool get my jewls cool everyweekend its a new crew bout to set therecord staight soon as the record break ship t2 more tothe store wath it levatateNeefYeah we never late early in the gamewe brought pain yup heavy spen up in every state yeah youbond to hate tiered of the boad and tape7 60 bound to scape put em all around ya face time tocool walk in ya place get every dimeyou got up out of