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PH4DE
Got better aim than a IM
If u don't buy then don't try him 
WiFi supply, u come by
u best sign in,

Ay 
Why is you lyin
Yeah, why is you lyin

feed her some Pedigree
I sip purple, I sip on that Barney, this not that Bacardi
Geeked like Urkel, Loco bitch I'm gnarly, pockets fat Chris Farley
I

belly, at the telly, she saying that I so deep
Up in college with the shit, these fuck niggas know me
Don't need niggas 'round, because I on that by my

I am simply over-hated
I am Greatness, motherfucker, I cannot over state it
And I'm sure by now, my welcome, I've gone and over stayed it
So I stay

other suckers
Work for me, I'll work for you
Same time like Chris Tucker
I stand on that like E-40
I ain't ever been no buster
Been through the trenches

nigga gettin right to the money 

These niggas laughing like shit be funny 

Nigga come through till I take them hunnids

Yea pussy boy chris brown like

walk in)
Walk into the spot and run it like I'm Chris Breezy (brrt)
Sweater by the Gallery, I think the kicks Yeezy (Yeezy)
Talk about some Johnny

Most important is the love when postpartum depressed
Ma raised her two sons, she named 'em Chris and Ron
By the time I was conceived, grandpa already

rewind it
Imma boss
Rick Ross
Drippin all this
Big sauce
Drive by
Bodies fly
Like a fucking
Kick off
Yeah the piece
Giving heat
On ya block like Chris Bosh

Three hundred dollar dinners with some 96 Chris on ice
This rich shit I'm nice
This big shit polite
Yeah can level up your life
And I still treat you

a bottle of dexies
That I stole from Elvis Presley
I stabbed da shit outta Chris Webby
With the machete
I stole from OJ Simpson
When that bitch gives me

something, water into wine
I really do this, I got shooters in my starting five (look)

Drive-bys where I reside often
Beautiful black lives sit inside

no replacement
When I'm gone no replacing
You think you can replace me?
Can't you tell that I'm different?
Chris Benoit with the suplex, I
Martin

the lies
Look, My name is Chris and here's the story
No glory, no big name claim to fame
Or victory, not yet for me
Just a lil goal to make it, covered by

All them niggas want a piece of the curves that your hips got
But you curbing all them niggas like Rihanna did Chris rock
They was trying to get they

for you fuck with my lens
Nigga that's my dime brother call us chris and cliff
Me and Ceej going crazy every time we hit the spliff
Came packaged

Of mass destruction she gets the steppin
Tote the smith and wesson aimed at yo forehead
Part time fellon full time cokehead
Do a drive-by on a fuckin moped

name hannah
Black and white bitches I call that hoe panda
Offended by my lyrics get out your feelings
Drop bout two albums you still ain't want hear it

not dissin' Chris just missed it early
I just went missin', dipped and got a hershey
I was just watchin' over like I'm Mercy
It was not givin' quittin'

bitch tho
Got me stirring up the pot like a mix doe
Light swag but I'm brown like Chris tho
Stay busy but I'm still dropping hits bro
Pockets dry but now

tears fall and seep
Deep into my pillow
Mind race like the Indy 500
Spine tingling in my slumber
Paralyzed by the truths of my life
Turn onto my cheek

what the fuck?
When I cross the street, man I tryna look both ways
Just like my parents taught me in the old days
Took one step and I got hit by

feeling like Chris Tucker
You make it rain in the club And I'm screaming out, fuck your condensation
I was in the rain, tuckin' dubs And I wasn't holding no

a SRTrackhawk
feeling like I'm Future man I take the Mask Off
Opps be passing by in the lobby Black Opps
We can cut It up I ain't talkin lamb chops
Or we can