Lyrics:
hood wit' it like mine (yeah)
Mean walk and talk, Chris help me tell 'em wassup
I got all this love inside of me
And all I wanna do is give it
now
But at the time I was going I
Would look around at the work
Of the class and not feel inspired by the
Teachers, and I kinda, the
Idea of being
Chris Brown
Wrapped his hands around Rihanna's
Neck, and choked her
Left her passed out on the ground
Yo Chris, I'm pissed!
I'll put you on my hit list
up, wait little daddy
Think that's the way to get at me?
There ain't no need to go on and on
[Chris Brown:]
What do you mean I'm going
with that Chris Brown
"Don't give me shit!" Niggas
In the streets say
"Kill them all!" Bitch, you know we got guns
Like the Pentagon i'm just eating
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those
every single night
When they walked by Chris hoping
He would start a fight
See at a young age Chris learned very quickly
How violent by nature that human
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
the street gangs
Ain't no question how I got my fame Ice
Chorus
Motherfuckers want to know what it do
They want to know if its the red or the blue
to lie
Whities like to do it worse than anybody around
I am not no racist just an observer of life
You could take me down
But you aint chris brown
You cant
on the same team
So I do what a cool dude would do
Instead of washing you up I'm
A help you stay clean
Ever since you got that tooth fixed
You been trying
Just in case you forgot
We go by The Runners (hold up)
Chris Brown
This what we do
We do this
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money
(Yup)
K Michelle got them implants tooken out her butt
This year, I'm not gon' talk about that other thing (I'm not)
Chris Brown ain't dead, how
the river that i flow by it is in my veins yeah
Real dirty nigha wit my head all in the grain yeahh
What you talkin bout?
Dont play round wit me today
If you
you to slip on the oak vine
I'ma do this nigga like I was chewing a pork rind nigga
Eminem couldn't get ya to a million on the 'Gram
Chris Brown
ass bitch
I never thought he would shut the
Bro
We were about to learn what I had to do to stop this shit
Ah
Shit
Well
What we are we gonna do now
Aye
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those
and made 'em dance, Chris Brown, Michael Jackson
My heart goes out to Young Chop, in the industry they gon' blackball him
I sold hard with the gun cocked,
like condensation, water
I'm a mixture between Chris Brown
And Chris Jericho, where's your daughter?
I'm more than y'all can handle
At the Grammy's
right
I go columbine if she do me shiest
I don't do everything right
I'm misunderstood
And if I could be perfect, by now I prolly would
Two things I don't
brown nose)
There's rich uncle Bob, I say now what you gonna do?
(Gonna brown nose. Gonna brown nose)
You get stopped by the man, I say now what you gonna
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
your hairdo
Pretty feet peekin through open-toed shoe
Ooooh! No limit to what I would do
Make love to you like long interview
Whooh! Is she for real, me
Say man
Ayy, whutchu get man, when you got Bow Wow
Chris Brown and your boy Omarion on one song
Man? Woo! (Oh, oh, haha)
We on the track, man
Yeah,
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