Chris Brown - Real Hip Hop lyrics

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Chris Brown - Real Hip Hop lyrics

[Chris Brown] Look, do you think i give a f** what you think about me i got my chin up but im walking properly Almost out them papers..... your coppers by the meant, f** walking on eggs shells father help me please im ducking slugs, im in higher water so they leave you got the game,.... bit its all G i choose it cause this music's tharapeutic for my brain cells and when im stupid yeah i lose it i dont think well yeah and for this.....ima roll one up you cant stop the party boy you wont f** my fun up might just have to cut them boys then they gonna run up pretty little face lift, yeah you gettin done up i light a candle for the homies's thts history you light a candle just to save your electricity let me calm down, i dont wanna get chased i just bought this outfit and these shades im ballin hard n***a hit tht replay and all my haters die slow in decay look, let go, cant fight the feeling give me four quarters and i be ridin in waters i gust the wind in this game, i just gotta f** reports a n***a somersault 9, its not what the doctor ordered its on your forehead, they record in now im on the west coast, ridin in tht.... with a couple k**ers who be hidin from the popo know they got the best smoke, feel like you in slow mo but i dont speak tht sh** so know tht want no promo ....yeah we hard b**h, cause everywhere i go i feel like im a target im a star, you just start sh** super hero....first, like im Clark Kent [Kevin McCall] see the way....make double i guess you can say im gipsy im all about my hustle like my first name Nipsy breathe it from me i wont so i be wherever chris be im the next to blow believe it or not, Ripley biggest thang in L.A. how can you miss me? tell the bank tell them keep the hurdreds extra crispy cash move everything around me, i see her mouth to dream really saying sh** like the lips.... alot of chips on my team for the common coach my dick game got the buggin call them co*kroach ...i dont fly coach n***a im 6 so when i spit its f**ing gross thts dope, n***a thts dope, i....in the b**h and aint i ever seen the slopes californication, im rapping the west coast east side, young n***as, my cousins are straight... cant fight the feeling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.