] Cause I treat em like shoes [Verse 3: Darkman] Whether Jordan 13s or Jordan D-wades With every new pair my old pair feel played New Carmello's, new Chris
(Steve Earle, Chris Gates, David Roach) Back in my old home town There were long summer days And there were leaves on the ground And it was too cold
mouth and throw it in they grill Send a finger to your moms and let her know that it's real Nigga we in the field like Chris Johnson It's 2010, how the
(feat. The Franchise) {Da Franchise} Uh, {chuckles} Ey yo Chris Man, what you think these niggaz was thinking man? Fuck y'all niggaz thinking, man?
out hives in stereo Clue, world class dinero, dress it up Put it on the streets like rock that's chopped up What the fuck? Yeah, all my niggas locked down Chris
bury em still breathin six feet In his own burough for no reason now That is freezing I figured I'd put the Coupes up get two trucks with smokey gray
Lord Jesus Christ, that even in the midst of such an untimely tragedy, the glory of God is revealed in this young man giving his life to Christ. And right
Say I'm Wild'n Out Bargadi Styling Out, Pushing Seven Digits Dialing But I Ain't Gotta Fucking Choice My Money Talks In A Chris Tucker Voice "And You
It's easy to get lost in it You've always been my girl And I'm not ready to call it quits We can make the sun shine in the moon light We can make the gray
I'm Wild'n Out Bargadi Styling Out, Pushing Seven Digits Dialing But I Ain't Gotta Fucking Choice My Money Talks In A Chris Tucker Voice "And You Know
Cause I treat em like shoes [Verse 3: Darkman] Whether Jordan 13s or Jordan D-wades With every new pair my old pair feel played New Carmello's, new Chris
: (feat. The Franchise) {Da Franchise} Uh, {chuckles} Ey yo Chris Man, what you think these niggaz was thinking man? Fuck y'all niggaz thinking, man
the last line] [First time :] Gimme the finga [Second time :] Pleeease [Verse Two] Got an accountant named Mel, a lawyer named Jay My engineer Lyle who lives in studio A My manager Chris
to self thinkin the war is ova Lets take it back to pulp fiction so you can Paint a betta pikcha of this conversation It all started back in 89 Chris
yep that's where we stay Where them Boss Hoggs play, candy blue over gray If it's crunk at the club, you gon hear my town say [Hook x4] [Chris Ward]