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don't stay calm (What do you mean by that?) Now they gon' think that there's somethin' that's happenin I ain't even think that I'd have to be packin Chris
interior and big brown baby seal eyes for headlights, yeah! And I'm gonna drive around in that baby at 115mph getting one mile per gallon, sucking down
rather know, rather know What? How to build a pyramid Hey James Brown, Chuck D., And Jimi Turn me up louder now I don't think y'all hear me I
hey A nigga still sold a quarter everyday I sat around for six months black Waitin' for the day to make a comeback And now I'm ready for combat
let ya meal eat you (I run with trouble, trouble) Street runner we crazy with dis one I run, with, trouble And just the other day, my nigga Chris
Josh McCown In the doghouse like the Cleveland Browns Should I just leave town Be another person, used like another noun Always getting baked like
love to make you mine And I've tried a thousand times Still get caught up in the lines I don't which words you'd like when you sit by my side Its been
sure that my hounds good We gon stack these benjis make sure everybody pile good Bitch I'm good I'm good I'm good i swear to god im gucci hoe Keep
with Christmas, let’s celebrate Got back together with Christmas, let’s celebrate I’m back with Christmas, yeah I got the spirit Play that Chris brown
it My niggas always gunning Came in here with nothing Chris brown Watch us run it I been grinding grinding grinding I can't wait to get it later
Chris Brown with these dirty guns It look like a dance when them bullets spark Nothing in my life coincidental Feel like God put me in the center Niggas
And he says that's nothing Turn nothing into something Calls me up to sing like Chris brown too Run it, Run it I gotta give props to Saint You went hard
i just cry to ya chris brown made it hard to say goodbye to ya i still remember those days i got a dial tone tears fallin from my eyes but i held
The love and the hate I'ma crush it all Choose a side but, are you felling safe now Chris Brown I'm a 'bout to take you down Load it, cock it, pull it
damn I know this one dude sir pukes a lot But he still my day one brodas fo life Chillin in the stu smokin' on my bong Making hit slaps like Chris brown
a angel what igive a nigga thats a halo ill shoot em one time ill shoot em down you was talking shit nigga what now get it poppin like chris brown ima
Cripller crossface, true story - I sold Chris Benoit groceries in 1999 Before I ever sold a record, before he snapped & went gory Met my idol as a teen,
the yard, Chris Brown, get beat by dirty shoes Sippin' goose to get loose, skating down the avenue I'm tired of these niggas, they just internet thugs I know
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
on the recording stuff You know as e dey be na And I'm out of this bull shit (Y.C.B ah ah) But let me talk to him (Young Chris Brown was sup) Ahn ahn let me talk
Everywhere I go I beat a bitch God damn that is some Chris brown shit With the hommies gettin lit Open up the damn mosh pit She eating my meat like
heard Or so I hear But we cheat and don't treat each other fair Chris Brown got paid an arm and a leg (Good for him) But you wanna pay me peanuts? that's
not gang gang But I swear to god my brother let it bang bang Call the glizzy Chris Brown, let that thang sang Free them brothers that be still up in
With you Got Chris brown on replay And she know we ain’t stopping Put this on my mama Loves a keeper and I got it
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