Young Fun

Lyrics

[Intro] He young, he young, he young, he young She young, she young, she young, she young He young, he young, he young, he young She young, she young, she young, she young [Verse 1: Warren G] I hit the 2-1 blocks each and every day Niggas peepin' they shoulders in each and every way No sweat, '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 wit' me From O-G to O-G, you can reminisce wit' me About the hutch, about the milk bowl Two Dee took a bank, left knockin' fools out cold It was me, Baby Poppa, and the homie, Tic All my folks locked down, gotta make it legit So I'ma spit, and keep my spittin' straight real I know that you can feel penitentiary steel Locked down all around for the homies touchin' down When my rags get out you better walk a safe ground (Walk a safe ground) 'Cause I'ma let them ride, killer 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 tweak, take a look over your shoulder [Chorus: Warren G] Young, dumb, full of fun Dum-diddy, dum-diddy, you'll get done Young, dumb, full of fun Dum-diddy, dum-diddy, you'll get done [Verse 2: Knee-Hi] Livin' this life I can't help, but diss my dream Maybe since West Anthems, I want to roll a beam Clean, but only had a B-M-X Now, hopefully that 850 lookin' spiffy will come next 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 gangbangers, dope fiends and drunks I learned, bunny hops, threw rocks at cops I ran out of boys with toys and ICEE's on hot days And apple sticks on deck, R-C Cola to break a sweat Now I bet that everybody's comin' up If you turn on the wrong street, liable to get stuck, now what? [Chorus: Warren G] Young, dumb, full of fun Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get done Young, dumb, full of fun Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get done [Verse 3: Jayo Felony] I ain't no motherfuckin' murderer nigga, I'm a killer 'Cause murderers get life, nigga and killers keep killin' I'd rather die with my eyes open So I can see how these motherfuckers wanna do me They set me free bullet loco head with the beat what And these niggas know they have to retreat when I speak They young and dumb and wanna have some fun And drinkin' liquor way before the age of twenty 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 strap on him or a phat sack on him And some bomb bud patrollin' the hood Ran a ho's name through the mud And these crooked's stick a strap in your mouth, without a doubt (Without a doubt) Thats the reason got lost and turned out He shoulda keep patient, but you was still money chasin' A double life is what that little nigga facin' And all because he was... [Chorus: Warren G] Young, dumb, full of fun Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get done Young, dumb, full of fun Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get done Young, dumb, full of fun Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get done Young, dumb, full of fun Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get done