Young Fun chords and lyrics - WARREN G

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[Verse 1]
[Am]He young, he young,
he young, he young,
[F]She young, she [Am]young, she [F]young,
she young,
He [Am]young, he young, he young, he young,
She young, she young, she young,

[Verse 2]
she young
[F]I h[Am]it the 21 blocks
each and every day
Niggaz peepin' they shoulders
in each and every way
[F]No sweat, [Am]'cause if I sweat it
I stay true to the game,
so I'm not gonna let it
Take control of me,
fool you can roll with me
From OG to OG you can
reminisce with me
About the hutch, about the milk bowl,
Two dee took a bank left
knockin' fools out on
It was me baby boppa and the homey tic
All my folks locked down, gotta make it legit
So I'm a spit,
and keep my spittin' straight real
I [F]know that you can [Am]feel
penitentiary steel
Locked down all around for
the homies touchin down
When my rags get out you walk a safe
ground [F](walk a safe ground)
'Cause [Am]I'm a let them ride killah
You betta stay inside and keep yo
shit on yo side nigga
Set trippin' wit me
Because what I see is greenery,
and that's all I see
As the day gets older, don't [F]tweak,
take a [Am]look over your shoulder

[Verse 3]
[Chorus: x2] [Am]Young,
dumb, full of fun
[F]Dumb diddy [Am]dumb diddy
you'll get [D]done

[Verse 4]
Livin' this [Am]life
I can't help but dis my dream
Maybe since West anthems
I want to roll a beam
Clean, but only had to be a mex
Now hopefully [F]that 850 lookin' spiffy,
[Am]will come [G]next
[Am]I bounced to 120 and Figueroa
Yeah, my house posted
across from the store
Just like that hit by the drive way
and park in the back
1986 fools is known to jack
Around this click of the hood
you found no punks
Many gang bangers,
dope fiends and drunks
[F]I learned, bunny [Am]hops, still rocks and cops
I [F]ran out of boys with toys
[Am]And nights sees on hot days
Just apple sticks on death
RC cola to break a sweat
Now [F]I bet that everybody's
comin' [Am]up
If you turnin' the wrong [F]street
Lie you bout to get [Dm]stuck
Now what
[Am]

[Verse 5]
[F][Am]
[Chorus]
I ain't no muthaufuckin' murdera (nigga) I'm
a killah
'Cause murderers get life nigga
and killaz keep killin'
I'd ratha die with my eyes open
So I can see how these
muthafuckaz want to do me
[Dm]They set me free bullet [Am]loco
head with the beat what
And these niggaz know they have
to retreat when I speak
The younger [F]dumb want to
[Am]have some fun
And drinkin' liqour way be[F]fore
the age [Am]of 21
So how you figure that'll never put
in work for that hood he love
You never paid him no attention
so who should he love
And to keep a [F]strap on him or a phat
sack [Am]on him
And some bomb but be patrollin' the [F]hood
Ran a hoe's [Am]name through the mud
And these crooked's stick a strap in your mouth,
without a doubt
That's the reason got lost
and turned out
He shoulda [F]keep patient
[Am]But you was still money chasin'
A double [F]life is what that
young nigga fa[D]cin
And all because he [Am]was

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