Take It How U Want It(Explicit) - Young Gunz

Take It How U Want It (Explicit) - Young Gunz/Sparks
Written by：Chris Ries/Haneef Muhammad/Chad Hamilton/Kenneth Johnson
Your digits ain't rising fam it's like you're lactose and tolerant
We got fridges for the taliban load 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 b**ch I school
The others travel from the little gun force one's
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 grats hey
Man them b**ches bought the gift and the curse and heard
The verse off the track hey b**ches please same c won't gas me
Your boy's classy for those who don't know chris
He like hypnotics mixed with henney he's ferocious
Toasters right beside and clip extending ya suppose to
Open fire on any ni**a that approach us
F**king roaches most of my niggas from the projects
40-o-ezf**k 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 a friend to me 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 ya'll guard ya grill
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 leave wit a ni**a yeah
They like oh that's that young ni**a that sigel be with yeah
I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up they be like b**ch
You can get it long as you old enough
Block killin' me yeah ni**a 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 in off this high
Till these polies appahend me till these pricks still to me I'm doing me
I'm running crazy through the city with the two and letting my thing
Quake on these noonies for even think 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 playing the 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
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 leave wit a ni**a yeah
They like oh that's that young ni**a that sigel be with yeah
I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up they be like b**ch
You can get it long as you old enough
Yo same o' same o' they want me to work more
Just a year ago they ain't give f**k 'bout bot
As far as the bank you can't get a penny up out yours
So don't tell me sh*t about family we starvin'
You helped me stay in this group I beg your pardon
I started this before chris ni**a don't forget
Make he come off the hip on what you saying out cha lips
Swelling on the past there's no telling if I'm 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 hands off my plate
To me that sh*t is snake them referreds tell me sleep safe
But wait you niggas cake we don't need no fifths
My niggas wiring up the sh*t
While we tieing up the strip
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 leave wit a ni**a yeah
They like oh that's that young ni**a that sigel be with yeah
I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up they be like b**ch
You can get it long as you old enough
Exclusive ni**a take it how you want it man
Take it from the gunners ememies won't dispute us
They liking heat like in bermuta 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 ni**a
Jigga ya'll chicken scoopers plenty of times
She ain't getting a penny of mine
I turn your buns 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 ni**a and I ain't run from a thing home
They act a fool when they get hot I turn the sun into rain though
Something the game lost another one to the game
From when bodies drop nutting ashame
Just a big payback boy ya
Handguns'll bring the big k's back
And spray back about a hundred and change
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 leave wit a ni**a yeah
They like oh that's that young ni**a that sigel be with yeah
I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up they be like b**ch
You can get it long as you old enough
You dudes ain't 'bout nothing but you front and you're lame
Since I was young and 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 ya'll can't do it no betta so why not get
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 I was young and 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 ya'll can't do it no betta so why not get
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 what wa