Real Hip Hop 4 feat. Kevin MaCall (Prod by 9th Wonder)
 作词 : Chris Brown
 作曲 : Chris Brown
Did you think I give a **** what you think about me
I got my chin up  brother walking properly
Almost got them papers so no coppers bother me
**** walking on egg shells  father help me please
I’m ducking slugs  I’m in higher water so they leech
Got the game f'd up  but it’s all g
I choose it cause this music’s therapeutic to my brain cells
And when I’m stupid yea I lose it I don’t think well
Yea  and for this moolah  I'm a road runnah
You can't stop the party  boy  you won't **** my fun up
Might just have to call them boys then they gonna run up
Pretty little face lift  yea you getting done up
I light a candle for the homies that's history
You light a candle just to save electricity
Let me calm down  I don't wanna get tazed
I just bought this outfit and these shades
I'm balling hard ***** hit that replay
And all my haters die slow and decay
Give me four quarters and a few vitamin waters
I guess to win in this game I just gotta **** reporters
A nigger somersault naw  it's not what the doctor ordered
Red shots is on your forehead  block em  they recording
Now I'm on the west coast riding in that lolo
With a couple killers who be hiding from the popo
Know they got the best smoke  feel like you in slow mo
But I don't smoke that s*it so NO that wasn't no promo
VA yea we hard *****
Cause everywhere I go I feel like I'm a target
I'm a star  you just start s*it
Super hero switching fists like I'm Clark Kent
Superman that ho  check  look
See the way snakes double I guess you can say I'm tipsy
I'm all about my hustle like my first name Nipsy
Breezy brought me on  so I be wherever Chris be
I'm the next to blow  believe it or not  Ripley's
Biggest thing in L A  how can you miss me
Tell the bank teller to keep them hundreds extra crispy
Cash rules everything around me
I see your mouth moving but you ain't really
Saying s*it just like to lip sync
A lot of chicks on my teams so they call me coach
My **** game got them bugging call them c**kroach
How you fly as me  I don't fly coach
***** I'm sick so when I spit it's ******* gross
That's ****  ***** that's ****
I seed in the ***** but I ain't never seen the slopes
Californication  I'm repping the West coast
East side  young niggers  my cousins are straight locs