Lyrics:
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
drinking
Brown skin, Puerto Rican
Quero mas de ti they speaking
I'm not easily persuaded
But you know I'm faded
You know what happens next
We both getting
travel,flex
(Uh yeah yeah travel, flex)
Uh, look baby, you know what’s next (Come on)
[Verse 2]
Tryna reach nirvana, a million dollars
So I can spread
repay you
All my love is used up, on me
Chernobyl 2 plays text
The presenter CHIEFTAN MEWS
The music (in chronological order)
The most Gigantic Theme by
wanna die next?
Nah, he wanna live, and he loves his kids
We got this rap game on lock, like a cake rock
Gimme the key, run up in your spot
Like, you
You know the block too hot for a cool kid
Finna pop a perc ten and drink two fifths
Up late with ya bitch knocking boots still
Real beef shouldn't
2Pacalypse (2Pacalypse)
We do this shit jag snurrar cannabis
Snurrar runt i araban med Chris pumpar 2Pacalypse
I got this shit
Gang in this bitch so don't you
[Verse 2]
This young blood here came up hustlin
Livin corrupted, lickin shots and fuckin
You live to love it, once you're Armor All-in
Your low pros
(helloween)
Kiske:
Well, japan. we've been there, I think, two times now, and it's always been
A great fun playing there. I like the venues. they are
Chris Brown and Shiggy
I Diddy bop then I two step
I am on another level more than just a few steps
I did everything right they act like I got two lefts
clown
When you dripping like the kid I swear they get down
Shelly came for 6 I call that Wes Brown
And when I drip
Don’t drown
Mama next door don’t
man
What you used to do
[ verse 2: mixmaster spade ]
I used to cut up the beat on the two turntables
Now I'm rappin on the mic, cause I'm willin
They run me from Will Dockery's(2), Willie Brown, I
want your job
They run me from Will Dockery's, Willie Brown, I want
your job
(spoken: Buddy,
they connect
Let me see you slide, slide, two Step
No remorse for the other side, who next?
Out of apartments, we trapped out the 'plex
Seen the feds
moving so crazy
Trynna tackle me, like are you crazy
Why these guys thinking I'm easy
I'll punch them up, Chris Brown Chris breezy
I'm on the charts like
I ain't dropped in a while these bitches be tweaking
I come from the hills bitch I'm like the Weekend no
Not Chris Brown but Friday these bitches get
white
At a reasonable price? Nah, I ain't tryin' to bargain with you
Them niggas hatin'? Well, I guess they gonna be starvin' with you
I got two jobs,
the dark you shine that's why we lit like a candle
Brown women turn ya head when they walk by
Brown men take you high cuz we so fly
Just hot people tryna
the way
Stop thinking
You’ve got
Better bars to spray
You know I’m fixed
I don’t do that shit
Its stinking up the joint
You’re not two legit
You should
about a journey of two people that connect with one another
Turn on this Phreak Musik
Turn on this Phreak Musik
A little Marvin, Chris Brown, August
[Man:]
Ladies I'm gonna need you all to back away from the
door we are trying to make way for Chris Brown
Ladies you are not listening I need you all
And before I even knew it, out she came (uh-oh)
With the tight gold clip, and the dark brown frame (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
How you so quick fi net? (Net)
right man the bloods will get snippy
[Verse 2 - Mr Chris]
This is Mr. Chris in this bitch what you know about that
LIl Shade got up with me and layed
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