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be the first
Say somethin' bout my bitch, get smacked like Chris Rock

Groupie ass, bitch, you wanna put me on her TikTok
Pourin fours up in here I

Ah Ha! Ha! Ha! Haaaa! Maybe I can get out of here now! Oh, this is Nicko's "not alot of people know that,
number ten". When I finish this I can go

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

undressing her self her intent is to come put it on me
Said I ain't falling in love cause this bag is for life and that shit for the moment
I'm only here for

Brown
Baby you know what I'm sayin'?
Took her to the backseat
Whum whum nigga we get it in
But here's the crazy part though
Remember homie we slit

them devils playin' games in my mind
Ex drug dealer, still tryna be divine
Take a look in my thoughts, yeah, you know what's on my mind
By any means,

Chopper

Fam-Lay

Tetsuo & Youth

2015

And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco

Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for

can make it if we try
5 in the morning and we still up, we not sleeping here tonight
100 different women in the club, but I’m dancing by myself with you

In the Dust

2 Live Crew

New Jack City

1991

By the money hungry seeking white man

Fucking up our streets with pollution
Then lock a nigga up for the solution
There they go again pickin'

(that's beef)
Fuck all yall (bitches)
Bad Boy Bitch we still here

(Wheezy outta here)

I used to couldn't see this far
Damn, look how them tables turned
Think I walk on water but I never let no bridges burn

knew my story wouldn't end here yet
As the whole world changed with you by my side
And my darkness faded all inside
When you entered through

A Ha

Mos Def

True Magic [Clean]

2006

dogs that trick off just get sent off
They shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's love here
And it's felt by

it but, baby, don't stop it (nah)
We can do it like Chris Brown, girl, and get it poppin'
Man I'm a pro (yep), look I'm far from a rookie (that's

Pop, Lock & Drop It [Remix]

Bow Wow

Notebook Paper

2007

it but, baby, don't stop it (nah)
We can do it like Chris Brown, girl, and get it poppin'
Man I'm a pro (yep), look I'm far from a rookie (that's

it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he

it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he

some fluid
Rob a rapper at his own show, took his chain and I threw it
Stupid
The renegade, you been afraid
Shot penetrated my shoulders, still

side cuz they all dispurse
Everytime I step forward it's like I reversed
They say "gimme Whatcha Got"
So I hit it like I'm Chris Brown
Wiped away my

Conscience

Future

Painting Pictures

2017

thang
I don't gang-bang but I bang-bang
I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains
Took that bitch to Wings-N-Things, she wanna be my main

Brown

Baby you know I don't come from Compton
OKC 405 you know I'm still something
Bumping bumping bumping bumping bumping bumping
Remember since Chris Brown

growth spurt hit (it don't matter 'bout the size)
I'ma be captain, and I was around 2010, no cap ('cause you're here, right?)
I got "Freshman Player

Chris Brown's debut
Ain't heard bars like this since "a mili" who they kidding
Who they killing ain't mine busy unless they tryna hit me
Try to take shots

transform that to a half a man, Afghanistan
You wouldn't understand how I'm really living
I had it bad when I went to prison
Chris Brown diamonds won't