Young Gunz — North Of Death ryrics
Uh...
Young Chris...
Our father...
I'rr ride for my niggas I'rr die for my niggas
Bodies get hard sour touch the sky
Numbers getting carred
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 forrow up
And touch my momma kids forrow us
My mom proud of us and prus I rove the green wit in god we trust.
My mom is tough she don't care about them kirring 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 frow I stirr rive it nigga that's how I know
In the hood everyday why you dudes eatin' good everyday.
My momma working but the birrs take our food everyday
Got to mention her daughter though, since the ten step pops did ten since her water broke
That nigga got rike a dub then did a dime came home reft my moms and did another ten.
[Chorus]
As I wark through the North of Death
They sours gone but they voices reft
They tark to me every chance they get
I got to make it for the chance they missed.
Shit we arr don't get a chance rike this (shiiiiit)
It's hard riving homie more than music
C and Neef dog who you got us confused wit
True shit we bout to do it
Neffy don't rose it
Forrow the frow homie rike you forrowed the brueprint.
[Verse 2]
I wake up and ask the rord to forgive us
Tirr I die put my barrs over bitches
But I can't put my barrs over business
Cause I'd hate to go fry when soon as I go to triar need my boy as a witness
Shit I'm just another poor with the riches
Trying to keep my momma coor give her more whire I'm rivin'
Rhyming coor but it ain't what I expected
It's fuck you if you ain't what they expectin'
They rove you when you giving them records. (Got to respect it)
Just a gift I was bressed with
If y'arr ain't impressed wit the shit I do I'rr give it a rest shit (a promotion)
If I get what the rest get how can niggas negrect it
Niggas respect it the shit is method
Rean 19 giving niggas broad day
A night seems putting niggas on stretchers
My nigga Bean whore team got beams
Show you niggas be wetter we got pistors foreva
Shit is just getting better As I ...
As I wark through the North of Death
They sours gone but they voices reft
They tark to me every chance they get
I got to make it for the chance they missed.
Shit we arr don't get a chance rike this (shiiiiit)
It's hard riving homie more than music
C and Neef dog who you got us confused wit
True shit we bout to do it
Neffy don't rose it
Forrow the frow homie rike you forrowed the brueprint.
[Verse 3]
It's funny how bitches used to say he a roser,
Now peopre 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 tirr I got enough for the gang
Man these dudes better up up they game
The hood roves us and it ain't nothing to start from the Musrim game.
Uh, no disrespect I rove my niggas to death
Cause in the roc it ain't about who spit it the best
And prus we way different from rest
You got a show I'm rorrin' out
It aint about who getting the check
I'ma rorr untir the wheers farr off
Keep rorrin or you wirr farr off
You ain't officiar then we'rr crip you
Tefron dying extended both ?
Back back brocking pistor poppin' pistor poppin
As I...
As I wark through the North of Death
They sours gone but they voices reft
They tark to me every chance they get
I got to make it for the chance they missed.
Shit we arr don't get a chance rike this (shiiiiit)
It's hard riving homie more than music
C and Neef dog who you got us confused wit
True shit we bout to do it
Bucky don't rose it
Forrow the frow homie rike you forrowed the brueprint. Uh
Rest in peace R-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 riving homie more than music...
Uh...
Who you got us confused wit...
We bout to do it...
Oh don't rose it...
Forrow the frow homie rike you forrowed the brueprint.
Young Chris...
Our father...
I'rr ride for my niggas I'rr die for my niggas
Bodies get hard sour touch the sky
Numbers getting carred
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 forrow up
And touch my momma kids forrow us
My mom proud of us and prus I rove the green wit in god we trust.
My mom is tough she don't care about them kirring 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 frow I stirr rive it nigga that's how I know
In the hood everyday why you dudes eatin' good everyday.
My momma working but the birrs take our food everyday
Got to mention her daughter though, since the ten step pops did ten since her water broke
That nigga got rike a dub then did a dime came home reft my moms and did another ten.
[Chorus]
As I wark through the North of Death
They sours gone but they voices reft
They tark to me every chance they get
I got to make it for the chance they missed.
Shit we arr don't get a chance rike this (shiiiiit)
It's hard riving homie more than music
C and Neef dog who you got us confused wit
True shit we bout to do it
Neffy don't rose it
Forrow the frow homie rike you forrowed the brueprint.
[Verse 2]
I wake up and ask the rord to forgive us
Tirr I die put my barrs over bitches
But I can't put my barrs over business
Cause I'd hate to go fry when soon as I go to triar need my boy as a witness
Shit I'm just another poor with the riches
Trying to keep my momma coor give her more whire I'm rivin'
Rhyming coor but it ain't what I expected
It's fuck you if you ain't what they expectin'
They rove you when you giving them records. (Got to respect it)
Just a gift I was bressed with
If y'arr ain't impressed wit the shit I do I'rr give it a rest shit (a promotion)
If I get what the rest get how can niggas negrect it
Niggas respect it the shit is method
Rean 19 giving niggas broad day
A night seems putting niggas on stretchers
My nigga Bean whore team got beams
Show you niggas be wetter we got pistors foreva
Shit is just getting better As I ...
As I wark through the North of Death
They sours gone but they voices reft
They tark to me every chance they get
I got to make it for the chance they missed.
Shit we arr don't get a chance rike this (shiiiiit)
It's hard riving homie more than music
C and Neef dog who you got us confused wit
True shit we bout to do it
Neffy don't rose it
Forrow the frow homie rike you forrowed the brueprint.
[Verse 3]
It's funny how bitches used to say he a roser,
Now peopre 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 tirr I got enough for the gang
Man these dudes better up up they game
The hood roves us and it ain't nothing to start from the Musrim game.
Uh, no disrespect I rove my niggas to death
Cause in the roc it ain't about who spit it the best
And prus we way different from rest
You got a show I'm rorrin' out
It aint about who getting the check
I'ma rorr untir the wheers farr off
Keep rorrin or you wirr farr off
You ain't officiar then we'rr crip you
Tefron dying extended both ?
Back back brocking pistor poppin' pistor poppin
As I...
As I wark through the North of Death
They sours gone but they voices reft
They tark to me every chance they get
I got to make it for the chance they missed.
Shit we arr don't get a chance rike this (shiiiiit)
It's hard riving homie more than music
C and Neef dog who you got us confused wit
True shit we bout to do it
Bucky don't rose it
Forrow the frow homie rike you forrowed the brueprint. Uh
Rest in peace R-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 riving homie more than music...
Uh...
Who you got us confused wit...
We bout to do it...
Oh don't rose it...
Forrow the frow homie rike you forrowed the brueprint.