Lyrics:
I feel like Chuck Brown, there's a black cloud hanging over me
I hope the darkness leaves like sun rising through the trees
I feel like Chuck Brown
Pay homage to great one, pay homage to the late one
Chuck Brown
Pay homage to great one, pay homage to the late one
Talk to em' come on
My Back Yard
and have his son now, he might be the one now,
I count it funny myself,
I'll let my daddy Chuck Brown give you the run down.
I was driving in my car one
even beep
I guess my chain shining so bright that you can't even see
Bitch, Bitch I'm on now
Rest in Peace to Chuck Brown
I still don't give a fuck, No
I’m fucking your bitch
And I pull her bun down
Chopper rock with a guitar
Like i’m Chuck Brown
Where your shooter sun down when the sun down
Crime pays
y'all to D.C., Chocolate city
We gonna set it out southeast style
Like my main man Chuck Brown used to do
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la
Ooh la la la,
himself
Rest in Peace to Chuck Brown
He said, "Young man, when it's your time
You'll have the whole nation's capital and the surrounding towns
to peak, rock niggas to sleep
I'm like a four star general, out in the street
Keep my business low, represent Cash Flow
Bustin' loose like Chuck Brown
a four star general, out in the street
Keep my business low, represent Cash Flow
Bustin loose like Chuck Brown to get that dough
Most of y'all could
This ones for the Screws
Coke Bust, Mello-D
Red Line, rooftop
6 AM no sleep
This for the God Father
Soul Searcher - Chuck Brown
Winding Up the crowd
know that you gone die
Up in these streets
I'm bout to sit em down
Like the big chair in southeast
Ain't no playing round
CHUCK BROWN park in
or old
Oh let the good times roll
(Scat)
Tell everybody Chuck Brown is in town
A dollar and a quarter
He's just wearing a crown
Don't let no female
(Scat)
(Chuck Brown)
(Scat)
I could have told you she'd hurt you
Love you a while then desert you
If only you'd asked I could have told you so
I
you want the Huckabucks
You can hate on my city we don't give a fuck
RIP Chuck Brown, we gonna hold you up
Ayy Ayy, We do it for the district
Ayy Ayy,
degree to learn how to clap the tool
Chopper City nigga we be wildin at them GoGo's
Rest in peace to Chuck Brown, Kevin Lucas and Polo
I put my city on,
my business low,
represent Cash FlowBustin' loose like Chuck Brown to
get that doughMost of y'all could tell,
I come from the ghettoEight blocks from
that what she want man I don't know
Hit her up she said yeah and I'm on road
Not chuck brown but I think she on go-go
I'mma dance when I'm in it like
Second none I winner, I see the big picture
I don't need Oddisee to bless me with a beat
Get a posthumously Mr. Chuck Brown swing
Or a go-go piece from TCB
on replay
In the west get love like Tupac
Or Biggie up in BK
In the city I'm like Chuck Brown
How I put on DC
I'm well known around my block
We been there
attached
Sour dies,
My favorite batch
Sip henny
Put down the act
Phonecalls
Like chuck brown
Lets link up
Nigga where you at
Im psycho
Like no
Patrick
case I got into hiding
I got the white like I stay inna Vatican
Bitch I'm evil Vlad Plasmius
All of my bitches on go like i'm Chuck Brown
I'm in
safe, put the rest in the escrow
Huh
Champagne bottles chillin' on ice
Bumpin' Chuck Brown "What A Beautiful Life"
Bright lights in the city got me
tradition is stove
You can do what you do long as you get to that doe
Look dc solbiato and some newbies
Rest In Peace to polo chuck brown and lil benny
Think
7070 Sound
This the type of pocket we got from Chuck Brown
Beasy, Beasy going og, huh
Footwerk gone crank on G-o-d, huh
RIP Chucky Thompson, pray for Big
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