Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 94 Bars, artist - Young Chris. Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
94 Bars |
| It’s young C youngest from State P |
| All the thoroughbred roll your la la la |
| And all the girls wanna spend the night tonight |
| Get right tonight, tonight’s the night |
| Its Young G’s thats Young Neef |
| Thats right thats the other half of me |
| And all the girlies dream of having me |
| And they mad at me (ah motherfuckas yea) |
| Kept my business straight I’m learnin the game |
| Earning a little change of the realest thing |
| Half the realest fake got to check these broads |
| These niggas ain’t built a deck of cards |
| Man yall was on the steps with yalls |
| We had connects you lames |
| And was a threat to the set you claimed |
| And still is homie that still is closer than ever |
| You niggas pussy and you know its whatever |
| So don’t push me yea you would try keepin us back |
| Why don’t yall dudes try to keepin it rap |
| And leave us alone can’t leave it at home |
| In the streets where we at to get you |
| When you least expect it be your peoples that clapped |
| Its real in the streets of Illadelphia |
| All the boss can’t pay fuck around and kill himself |
| Can’t stop won’t stop Roc-A-Fella records cause we, we get down |
| Bitches wanna get down niggas run and get found |
| We confront with the pound and we squeeze it |
| Where ever niggas standin we leave them |
| These niggas really thinkin we need them (ah motherfuckas yea) |
| Like my man Sig. |
| ain’t the reason nigga please its a PA thing |
| Yall don’t really wanna see they gang |
| Think of Philly we you see they gang |
| Got guns all the time on us |
| We from the block where the sun never shine on us |
| Get knocked on the one dropped a dime on us |
| Pee your own blood motormouth niggas |
| Till they see they own blood and they on they last breath |
| I hit his mug ain’t no open casket left over ashes |
| I was labeled as a left over bastard until that contract |
| They want me dead I see through them contacts |
| So they try to him me through them contracts |
| Yea the boy wonder they boy gunner |
| I stay fresh to death had the other boys under pressure |
| They had to step they gear up |
| If not they knew not to go near her |
| Cause she never messed with lames |
| She messed with older guys that messed with caine |
| We was the younger dudes up next in the game |
| But she was young and dumb so she cared less of the game |
| You know that game and the same old song |
| Now I ride around hearin them bitches playin my song |
| I tried to tell them its gon' be my turn |
| Now they tryin help an keep my sperm (ah motherfuckas yea) |
| It’s ok I’m still young anyway I can last all night |
| We can hump anyday I got chunks put away |
| And some chunk on the way used the pump where I laid |
| Now its pumps where I lay chumps wanna play we backin them down |
| Thats what you get for approaching with out askin around |
| You know we get our toaster with out pattin us down |
| It’s the ROC bitch holla get your ass on the pound |
| Let me show you how I do how a man can get down |
| Got to keep my sheets clean lay that ass on the ground |
| Think its all just rap let me arch that back |
| You ain’t got to be shy baby toss that back |
| And most of these stories ain’t worth the doe |
| I can’t relate to commercial flows |
| I’m from the hood ain’t nothing all good but you worthless ho |
| ??? |
| work these hoes (ah motherfuckas yea) |
| I was broke gettin doe from hoes |
| Gettin doe gettin doe from hoes |
| Grown men drownin hold your nose stop |
| Falling through these chickenheads |
| And focus little more on your business here |
| You ain’t radio you dudes is lames |
| We bringin the pain to the game you dudes radio |
| And most of yall one hit wonders |
| The ones who done a little number shit one hit done it |
| Your career was an accident |
| I ain’t scared ill blast you bitch |
| And get the cash to get out or buy a nice lawyer |
| Get a high price lawyer |
| Ill be out soon as the judge see my status shit |
| You motherfuckas gon' be mad as shit |
| Once the young gunnas drop |
| Yea the youngest from the ROC |
| Just what Dame needed did a couple of futures |
| Did the mixtapes and got the game heated |
| The same little nigg' niggas from the block |
| Talk they shit about the ROC and you just was a fan |
| Before I got Jay just was your man |
| Now you dislike us cause you ain’t in our plans |
| I understand keep doing what you doing |
| Give up or you’ll be givin up a hell of a chance |
| You niggas bullshit with rap if you want (ah motherfuckas yea) |
| And I’ll be laid back ??? |
| (Motherfuckas) |
| Relax on you chumps! |
| Clap at you punk! |
| What… nigga! |
| Ahhhhhhhhh! |
| Ahhhhhhhhh! |
| Roooaaarrrr! |
| Ha ha we gotta ad lib that shit |