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don't need no zipper
And I cut the beat word to Chris Paul I don't need no Clippers

Hop back on it with a 9 flow
Young god bakin beats thats swine ho
Yo,

right off the top
At your throats like I'm saw blades
You spinnin out like a Mario Kart race
I get the top rates
So by the time that I take from you I'll

can't)
Ju in the back with the four fifty
Church a boy, keep the Lord with me (Lord)
Valley valley, that’s the fucking team
Gotta get it, that’s by any

on the other side of lens getting 1080
It caught my eye but it's pitiful design
I recommend you get yourselves in touch with Visuals By Mind
Like
What the hells

a lot lately
Couldn't give a toss baby
Type to get the gwop ain't he
You'll think my name's Chris
The way I'm playing with the rock baby
Even if I could
I

ceiling, you lil pessimist
I kno you thought I wasn't gon hear that, all them sneaky diss
I get hated fa no reason, wait, my name is Chris
I get faded wait

where dating means you go with me
And the outside come with therapy
My parents had the Jacksons
We had Jodeci
Hey, remember the lyrics to Save by the Bell

Word, back then I was going by Twenty Banz
At a time where I didn't have any bands
I was cappin' my raps full of many shams
Flexing my birthday money

to the rematch
Raised by piranhas, but I still like to roam in the places where sharks go to sleep
Saying you're a murderer
How in the fuck are you a killer

Nicki, they bout to ménage with me (yeah)
Risk it all, got me crashin' out, we gon' get him got
Piss me off, bullets cross his face, just like Chris Benoit

man you got to look within
Fuck that shit you wouldn't even get a fucking grin
You see a happy Chris I hope you like my evil twin
People making money

ride out
Keep the bread by my side (My side), Better open your eyes (Yo eyes)
Nothing here a surprise (Nah, nah), Unlaced we have no ties (No ties)

hates me like I'm Chris
I'm wrong
Yeah I know I'm wrong
I can't even argue with myself cause I'm way too gone
I ain't even seen myself in so long
This

stay wrong

They say my nigga where you been at, I been chilling
Say I'm that, they I'm this, so I been on sum Eminem shyt
Assisting shyt like Chris (P3)

bitch
Kick down boy, choppa make you sing like Chris Brown boy
Cowboy, make you hit the motherfuckin' ground boy
Sound boy, make you hear this

on the block, but you gots to earn your stripes, baby
No problems

Show me where the kid at
Don't you worry about him, man. We're gonna roll by his place in

certain, to get it working
You can carry the weight or get crushed by the burden
This muthafucka acting like he game to represent
But the only action, he go

ever bend
Cuz if I do his will then I know it's Gods plan
Was it in His will for Will to slap Chris
I mean I guess if it wasn't then he woulda missed

Charlie Black, the baddest brother ever to rap
By the time I'm done, I'll have your bitch on my lap
And we go do that there, like a private affair 
Large

beside me like were Siamese
Loves the coast like Ivory, turning down Nav 'Perfect Timing'
Wants to run sutin' by me, loves saying 'no' just like me
Hot one

up shop, come and get what you wanted
They heard we was lit in the town
We got bricks, we got pounds
Just like Chris, we got brown nigga run it
I get

Turn up levels on the threshold
If you can't keep up then i will not Catch you
Told em word to Chris Brown
You wanna step up
I'm not the one you step

than you was yesterday
This is new dope from the posse
I got a flow from LQ perfect timing
Should've never ever doubted me
Ima say it louder
Chris Leon

Jumpman dem boys up to something
Count it all the time I was by myself
Needed help but I depended on myself for this wealth
Money bag and paper,