"Last Two" – Young Chris feat. Freeway & Beanie Sigel (Extended Verse). Produced by 9th Wonder.

"Last Two" – Young Chris feat. Freeway & Beanie Sigel (Extended Verse).

Produced by 9th Wonder.

[Young Chris]

All silence on the hammers I brung

Hear the sirens when the ambulance come

One hand on my nuts other hand on my gun

Keep that white girl tan no sun. Free huh

[Freeway]

I'm bout to make niggas vacate the place for the rip

Put the sting in his face I pull it straight from my hip

I'm the opposite of Chris I be quaking my shit

Niggas lift, I'll be making them drip blood

Gotta mop up

[Young Chris]

Yup Get shot up from the top up

Niggas is LV'd down from the socks up

Tear that block up the minute I pull that drop up

Yall niggas can cop up just don't be calling the cops up

[Freeway]

You know what? We don't rock ratchet carriers

Plague like malaria we will bury you pops fast

Then we coming for you next yes

Tell your niggas to get dressed because they will have to carry ya

[Young Chris]

Let them know the Philly boys in the area

Bitch im daring ya

Like live radio airin ya

Bullets tearing ya

Flesh fucking up your interior

Murder you bitches I'll make it clear to ya

[Freeway]

Is you hearing us?

We flamers, Mike Vick couldn't tame us

We doberman pinch niggas, pitbull terriers

Y'all inferior, we are Sig Sauer carriers

Leave niggas on gurney carriers

Whenever aiming this

[Young Chris]

It's the dangerous two

Classic you hear the pain in it

All this bullshit music

Niggas should be ashamed of it

Game ain't been the same

Since we came in it

Right back we changing it

[Freeway]

This is real hip hop

Hear the 2Pac, hear the Big Daddy Kane in it

All bars are hot you cannot fire extinguish it

They fade us translate us through different languages

[Young Chris]

Or get the stainlesses

Dont get us confused with the famous shit

[Freeway]

We on some dump the tool

Leave your brains on the pavement shit

[Young Chris]

Funeral arrangin' it

[Freeway]

Sawed-off gaugin' it

[Young Chris]

If you pussies ain't ready for war

Don't engage in it

[Freeway]

You made your bed now lay in it

[Young Chris]

I'll spray in it

[Freeway]

Leave you in a puddle of blood

You gotta bathe in it

[Young Chris]

Hit his baby mother, his cuz no body making it

[Freeway]

Your family get the last few

[Young Chris]

Mother fucker we the last two

[Beanie Sigel]

Well fuck I'm the first one

To shoot shit up dog

Or gun it down

Walk on up on shit

Or run it down

Pull a stock on a k

Throw a hundred rounds

Won't stop til ya box lowered under ground

Put you in an urn your bones will burn

The rap gorilla

The whack rap ringtone killa

I'm here

To find a nigger equally realer is rare

You can meet me in the square

If you dare to come near

I have no morals

Just a whole lot of piss in a dick for you

Bullets in a clip for you

This is the ignorance

At least it looks that way when you witness it

Kill all witnesses

Bury the hatchet

Matter fact bury your casket

Shoot you up bury the ratchet

Dig it back up if I have to

I used to bump niggas

Knock niggas out for the practice

The shit starter, the shit finisher

I dont know whats harder

When they release you

Or when they sentence ya?

Cold steel could raise a nigga temperature

Collapse your lungs twist it then push it in ya

You'll piss blood through a catheter

Four five slugs feel like a bat contacting ya

Swung by B Bonds with roids in him

B be number one

Who want to bring the noise with me?