Give back to the hood like nino brown
No reason to be around
Is written in our souls, africa
Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga
No matter who gon' show up i make em move over
Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/
Callin' all cars, there's another man down
Later on in his life he graduates from brown
Motherfuckers quit the brown
Expose those fries, can't hold those down
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks
I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles
Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts
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