Friday Night

3,2,1 Go

[Chorus]

Its a friday night and the bass was bumpin the honeyz was 
rockin the party was jumpin it wasnt
long for everybody knew (just blaze) Whats on the b box 
(Youn Gunz) Travel wit the heat rock
before I hit the club hit the weed spot it goes 1,2,3,and

[Chris]

Its like king midas as I was told young C was on the block 
13 years old I dont mean to brag I
had the meanest bag the suppliers was my peeps I was 
bringin half took charge of the block a
pean the ave still bringin cash on the scene at last still 
gloves and mask as i proceed mad
mats, mad gats, mad hollow seed, Ya man actin crazy roll 
wit the kid, playa been hella pimpin
you already know what it is, they dont gotta notice the 
whip, I don show them the wrist, they
already know that chris and they know tha to stick to the 
script it don't last long hittem and
i last long cant drive em south long send em in a cab home 
you takin mad long 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 clap
 wit perfect when they actin a mess
we from north PHILLY free, peedie crack and the rest mac 
south side O and sparks back on the

West we the leaders of the new school,heated cause my jewls
 cool get my jewls cool 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 levatate

[Neef]

Yeah we never late early 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 all around ya face time to
cool walk in ya place get every dime you got up out of ya 
safe plus you gettin more surronded
wit bait before the law come surroundin ya place my dogs 
get every pound of ya cake

[Chorus]

[Neef]

We the present and the futer you might as well get used to 
us we been around a minute givin em
what they wanted the niggas they never fronted but still 
sick to they stomache once they hear
about the gunnaz yeah they know they girl comin you try to 
tell her "Please 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 
lobby back after back she trippin all
off that army me , cuff my lib not even probably the gang 
hereso these chickens get bodied we
show you how we switch up better than the party, did it in 
the party me slippin out hardly baby
baretta tucked the addition we army hit them niggas up then
 we breeze off calmly bucky right
behind me the ROC behind me Yup

[Chorus]

Chris and lil neefie

[6x]