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I ain't dropped in a while these bitches be tweaking
I come from the hills bitch I'm like the Weekend no
Not Chris Brown but Friday these bitches get

Never take pics my nigga with a pout
Racially black but skin still brown
Still Hit a high note nigga Chris Brown
Can i laybuy your family
But for keeps no

tracks a hit
Pass the wood like Chris Brown so it hits
I'm an Angel Ohtani I pitch green that hits (Freestyle off the dome!)
Fucking a bitch right now

her down like Chris Brown after every meal
This TikTok'er
Ass popper
I ask proper
Get the number she hotter than the last, I gotta
Plan something, no

Michael Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in

At first things seemed pretty normal here
But by the end of the first week
I knew there was something different about this place

It was just me

me
Then it's hard to stack it
But you still can't compete with me
I'm in another bracket
Yeah, make em run it, niggas like Chris
Yeah, what, 30-30,

bye bye
Don't ask why mother fucker I'm fried
Don't ask how mother fucker I'm fly
New attire from here on out
Got a plug in NY call him Nino brown
Good

and made 'em dance, Chris Brown, Michael Jackson
My heart goes out to Young Chop, in the industry they gon' blackball him
I sold hard with the gun cocked,

Saved by the bell, my flows be so Gaussian...

But I'm coming
Here to get the crown, chenddai on the drumming
Show you what I'm bout, every human is

Smooth shit
Why you worried bout what I do bitch
Get a young nigga comin from the Lou rich
Still rather ramen noodles than Ruth Chris
Wait hold up

Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

Hamburger Helper 
Nigga you want to take us like desert sketch, I leave you scared
Nigga I got a partna by the name of Chris, that's Redd
People say I got

on keepin' her around, So I put some rings on her (Yeah)
The way I take her down, Chris Brown ain't got nun on me
Love like this don't come around often, I

racks
She said that shit impressive
Like Chris Brown in Stomp Thе Yard
Get shot while you steppin'
My niggas likе walkin' 'round
With automatic weapons

Fuckin' that bitch
Slimin' that bitch
All I want is peace
Break that bitch to pieces
Beat a bitch up Chris Brown
I got money gettin' down
The glock

are
But they're happy that they have made it this far
To the driveway with a bunch of cop cars
From raccoon City hell yeah it is the Stars
Chris

it? Got it, got it sexy, erotic
El carrito mío, she ride it
Dale Chris Brown, put it down for the pound
(Woo)

Eastside, simmer down
It's too late

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Layin here
All out of ideas
Ain't picked up the phone
In so damn long
I got the lights off
And I aint sleep bout a week
You

It was a regular day in junior high for Chris
Same "Hey faggot!" same "Watch out, bitch!"
Same older kids who treated him like shit
Just because he

and still A grain in the ocean
Fuck the bullshit, let's just keep it in motion
Sincerely, the man, Bakari Ken
Oh, you niggas still here
Y'all niggas are still

Sittin' in My Car

Slick Rick

Behind Bars

1994

the Oscar award for her lying
Anyway, stayed with the creep
One day, Sybil here, talking in her sleep
"Chris, wait," the bum bitch said
So loud till

many flows don't know what to pick now
I got bitches on my dick
Flow hit like Chris brown
Yuh all these bitches sick
But then I come around
Yuh party's

and Chrissy
We was kissin and cussin
It was ten below
Timberland
Ginuwine
Missy hoe
Get the bag
TT
Set it off here we go
Queen and slim
Us baby never them

and cussin
It was ten below
Timberland
Ginuwine
Missy hoe
Get the bag
TT
Set it off here we go
Queen and slim
Us baby never them
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let