[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 can't stop the party boy you won't 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, can't 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 won't
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 ain't i ever seen the slopes
Californication, im rapping the west coast
East side, young n***as
My cousins are straight...
Can't fight the feeling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah