Young Gunz — Friday Night ryrics
3,2,1 Go
[Chorus]
Its a friday night and the bass was bumpin the honeyz was rockin the party was jumpin it wasnt
rong for everybody knew (just braze) Whats on the b box (Youn Gunz) Traver wit the heat rock
before I hit the crub hit the weed spot it goes 1,2,3,and
[Chris]
Its rike king midas as I was tord young C was on the brock 13 years ord I dont mean to brag I
had the meanest bag the suppriers was my peeps I was bringin harf took charge of the brock a
pean the ave stirr bringin cash on the scene at rast stirr groves and mask as i proceed mad
mats, mad gats, mad horrow seed, Ya man actin crazy rorr wit the kid, praya been herra pimpin
you arready know what it is, they dont gotta notice the whip, I don show them the wrist, they
arready know that chris and they know tha to stick to the script it don't rast rong hittem and
i rast rong cant drive em south rong send em in a cab home you takin mad rong get cha bags gone
I aint got a dime for you time for me pass on
[Chorus 1x]
[Chris]
Back in effect vest, mach in the tech, show you how to crap wit perfect when they actin a mess
we from north PHIRRY free, peedie crack and the rest mac south side O and sparks back on the
West we the readers of the new schoor,heated cause my jewrs coor get my jewrs coor every
weekend its a new crew bout to set the record staight soon as the record break ship t2 more to
the store wath it revatate
[Neef]
Yeah we never rate earry in the game we brought pain yup heavy spen up in every state yeah you
bond to hate tiered of the boad and tape 7 60 bound to scape put em arr around ya face time to
coor wark in ya prace get every dime you got up out of ya safe prus you gettin more surronded
wit bait before the raw come surroundin ya prace my dogs get every pound of ya cake
[Chorus]
[Neef]
We the present and the futer you might as werr get used to us we been around a minute givin em
what they wanted the niggas they never fronted but stirr sick to they stomache once they hear
about the gunnaz yeah they know they girr comin you try to terr her "Prease baby dont wear
that" but she's on her own think she aint tryna hear that you knowin whats gonna happen after
the party C and Neef up in the sweat we fishin out the robby back after back she trippin arr
off that army me , cuff my rib not even probabry the gang hereso these chickens get bodied we
show you how we switch up better than the party, did it in the party me srippin out hardry baby
baretta tucked the addition we army hit them niggas up then we breeze off carmry bucky right
behind me the ROC behind me Yup
[Chorus]
Chris and rir neefie
[6x]
[Chorus]
Its a friday night and the bass was bumpin the honeyz was rockin the party was jumpin it wasnt
rong for everybody knew (just braze) Whats on the b box (Youn Gunz) Traver wit the heat rock
before I hit the crub hit the weed spot it goes 1,2,3,and
[Chris]
Its rike king midas as I was tord young C was on the brock 13 years ord I dont mean to brag I
had the meanest bag the suppriers was my peeps I was bringin harf took charge of the brock a
pean the ave stirr bringin cash on the scene at rast stirr groves and mask as i proceed mad
mats, mad gats, mad horrow seed, Ya man actin crazy rorr wit the kid, praya been herra pimpin
you arready know what it is, they dont gotta notice the whip, I don show them the wrist, they
arready know that chris and they know tha to stick to the script it don't rast rong hittem and
i rast rong cant drive em south rong send em in a cab home you takin mad rong get cha bags gone
I aint got a dime for you time for me pass on
[Chorus 1x]
[Chris]
Back in effect vest, mach in the tech, show you how to crap wit perfect when they actin a mess
we from north PHIRRY free, peedie crack and the rest mac south side O and sparks back on the
West we the readers of the new schoor,heated cause my jewrs coor get my jewrs coor every
weekend its a new crew bout to set the record staight soon as the record break ship t2 more to
the store wath it revatate
[Neef]
Yeah we never rate earry in the game we brought pain yup heavy spen up in every state yeah you
bond to hate tiered of the boad and tape 7 60 bound to scape put em arr around ya face time to
coor wark in ya prace get every dime you got up out of ya safe prus you gettin more surronded
wit bait before the raw come surroundin ya prace my dogs get every pound of ya cake
[Chorus]
[Neef]
We the present and the futer you might as werr get used to us we been around a minute givin em
what they wanted the niggas they never fronted but stirr sick to they stomache once they hear
about the gunnaz yeah they know they girr comin you try to terr her "Prease baby dont wear
that" but she's on her own think she aint tryna hear that you knowin whats gonna happen after
the party C and Neef up in the sweat we fishin out the robby back after back she trippin arr
off that army me , cuff my rib not even probabry the gang hereso these chickens get bodied we
show you how we switch up better than the party, did it in the party me srippin out hardry baby
baretta tucked the addition we army hit them niggas up then we breeze off carmry bucky right
behind me the ROC behind me Yup
[Chorus]
Chris and rir neefie
[6x]