Take It How U Want It - Young Gunz, Sparks, Sparks

Your digits ain’t rising fam its like you’re lactose intolerant

We got fridges for the Taliban lord attire man, betta keep ya set up

Million dolla man soon to be we next up, get wet up

I been fresh since a little one

Big shots through 'em, the others travel from the little gun

Force Ones, see my rocket’s set

Speak my name and I cock it wet

How can I forget see the game she the same I tried to get, back in Gratz HEY

Man them bitches bought the Gift and the Curse and heard the verse off of track

Eight

Bitches please same C won’t gas ME

Your boy’s classy for those who don’t know Chris

He like Hypnotiq mixed with Henny, he’s ferocious

Toasters right beside and clip extending ya suppose

Throw an open fire on any nigga that approach us

Fucking roaches most of my niggas from the pro-jects 40-o-ez fuck a Moette

Mo' money mo' sex no more stress

And for the cut I take it out on my ememies, taking out all my enemies

Any coward or friend, if he bring the pain

We bringing flowers and memories and that’s real

Press my hand and see if my cards reveal.

Had to see some of the hardest squeal

Y’all guard ya grill

+ (Neef)

(Got a) Whole lot of loving

(Got a) Whole lot of soul

(Round a) Whole lot of thuggin' but baby that’s how I roll

(Round a) Whole lot of niggas

(Round a) Whole lot of hoes

(Make a) Whole lot of digits becuz I’m sick with the flows

(Mamis) Leaving they niggas

(yeah).

To leave wit a nigga

(yeah).

They like oh that’s that young nigga that Sigel be with

(yeah).

He think he ready ohh girl I got him rollin up

They be like Chris you can get it long as you old enough

The whole block feeling me!

Yeah nigga

I can tell you why these thugs ride tell you why these thugs die

And to the day of my demise I’m blowing, I’m blowing my la-la-la-la-la-la

Till' I come down off this high.

Till these polices appahend me

Till these pricks still to me I’m doing me

I’m running crazy thru the city with the toolie

And letting my thing quake on these loonies

For even thinkin that they can do me dirty

I’m nine cluching on the west side of Philly exchanging my war

Story with all of my little homies claiming MOB

Who just refuse to get a job so they back

And forth in and out of these correctional facilities

I’m getting phone calls from him every week

Laughing talking bout how the whole block feeling me

And how when he coming home he ride for me

See that used to be me so I feel him I got love for him.

Got a.

Yo same old same old they want me to work more

Just a year ago they ain’t give fuck bout boy

As far as the bank, I can’t get a penny up out yours

So don’t tell me shit about family we starvin'

You helped me stay in this group

I beg your pardon?

I started this for Chris

Nigga don’t forget make he come off the hip for what you saying out cha lips

Swelling on the past there’s no telling if I’ll blast

Put it back in bags still selling to the mass

You move fast might crash, so I move at my own pace

Ain’t no love loss cause I got my own taste

You don’t put no working?

on my plate, to me that shit is snake

Them infrareds help me sleep safe

But wait shhhhhhh.

You niggas cake

We don’t need no fifths my niggas wiring up ya shit

While we tying up the strip.

Got a.

Young Chrissss.

Exclusive nigga take it how you want it man

Take it from the gunners ememies won’t dispute us (nope)

They lacking heat like Bermuda, I mack a broad out in Cuba

Touch ya boss then recruit cha.

Neva lost ain’t a loser

Been all around the world wit my nigga Jigga y’all

Chicken scoopers plenty of times, she ain’t getting a penny of mine

I turn your butters into the cinnamon kind wit one shot

That one block still a envy of mine

Like I ain’t come from the same

I can’t run from the pain nigga

I ain’t run from a thing ho, they act a fool when they get hot

I turn the sun 'to rain though something the game lost another one to the game

From where bodies drop nuttin ashame

Just a big payback, pull ya handguns he’ll bring the big K’s back

And spray back about a hundred and change

(background)

You dudes ain’t bout nuttin' (yeah) but you front and you’re lame (yeah)

Since a young’n if I want it I claim and I got that

Niggas start blobbin' off names where my block at

So I got a spot in the game off my profit

And I lock that y’all can’t do it no betta so why knock it

Soon to be legends Roc-A-Fella's the label

Property’s the crew that I’m reppin'

Two in possession like who wanna test us.

HUH?

You dudes ain’t bout nothing but you front and you’re lame

Since a young’n if I want it I claim and I got that

Niggas start blobbin' off names where my block at

So I got a spot in the game off my profit (snitches)

And I lock that y’all can’t do it no betta so why knock it

Soon to be legends Roc-A-Fella's the label

Property’s the crew that I’m reppin'

Two in possession like who wanna test us.

HUH?

NUCCA ROC!

WA