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His name was Sonny- Least that’s what he was called by his buddies
He wanted to find a way to get paid and make crazy money
He had a pretty face

Walkin' out, sittin' out, Chris Paul
Walk around doing my Crip Walk (Two, Two)
Two twin glocks, let the clip talk
Imma big boss like Rick Ross
He

Cause all my niggas blessed all my niggas blessed 
I don't want it if it to easy 
Only give em truth so they believe me 
Dance through the hate Chris

somebody a coughin ugh
Cuz I'll pull out my shit and spit rounds at these suckaz
Sick with this switchblade it's Chris Wade motherfuckers yeh 
Ima show them

Keep A iron bitch I'm Tony starch
Tony story's Tony kept A chop
Tony always known to let it spark
Fly nigga bitch I'm Tony starks
Tony met Chris on Tony

In da ghetto in da ghetto
The ghetto
In da ghetto in da ghetto
Now here's a 15 year old named Chris
A smart young man working hard for his shit
Most

on
Red flags with the blood, full of gang signs and crip on
Chri$, rip them off
We all shine, see the muscle
Nigga flexing like bravo
Ain't no race, it's

returned from an Urn to a Blunt
Had a hunch Big Worms getting his perm done for lunch
 Them junkies acting like Monkeys
On his back by the bunch lunching

to know that another years gone by
And I'm getting old
I fucking love Christmas
Oh what a time of year
To be sober and single
This Chris Cringle's been

eating but really he famished
I pick up the bag then I vanish
I'm high by myself on my own planet
They see what I do and they can't understand it
Like I

Ay man Austin, TX not for South By tho
Yea ya naw'mean
Just out here with the guys

Ay, ay, ay
This for the G's (Hey)
I'm finding my groove it's

my brother Chris but he gone
I ain't got a choice but to lead on
Spending my days and I'm focused on paper
I know how it is but I ain't gone do favors

playin my role in this scene niggas barely exist
And that shit got em pissed
I hit 4 100 they missed
See these racks now they hating on me like I'm Chris

niggas we done it
My neck be flooded
12 on me, I'm gunnin
We dumping them 7 6 2's
Like Chris you better run it
Came up from the block
I ain't pushing no

My shooter shoot like Mr. Winters
Just like Chris
Ain't going on tour but still got bags up in my sprinter
And when I rap they know it's fax, ion

I ain't know no better, I ain't learned it yet
Swervin' in my jet Chris, Dior sweater
I ain't learned it yet, I ain't know no better
Swervin' in my

(D-Dlay on the beat)
The bigger they are, the harder they fall (fall)
I dribble the ball, I feel like Chris Paul 
I gotta stay sharp to swim with

the stacks
Flippin' and ballin' like Chris Bosh, now my money stand tall, mhmm

I got my racks up, I get them packs off
Now she call me big dawg, 20 missed

True shit
I had to much damage done
My life was ruthless
I ain't got to prove shit
To you
Can't get Ruth Chris
You can get a sandwich
Lil mama

was a virgin 
My nigga, she made me a slut, oh yeah (freeze)
She tryna fuck on that lil' nigga Chris
I said ,"Baby, just pay me a buck," oh yeah

They don't even really wanna see me make it
I can smell the make love ain't no hand shaking
Man they hoping Ima fall but ima ball like Chris Paul

I'll walk on by some day
And there will be a tree there
There will be three Chris's waving a friendly "hello"
With a big ol' smile

Power shirts and yellow ties -

GRUB: 
And good intentions -

D: 
Big ideas -

GRUB: 
Forgotten by the end of Happy Hour

CHRIS, YUPPIES, PLACID, JONAH,

dropped
This is Chris Knowledge
And I'm fucking hot
I came to win
I came to come and get this bread
Everybody wanna hate me but you fucking dead
Dead