Real Hip Hop Shit #4 Chris Brown (Ft. Kevin McCall)

[Intro: Chris Brown]
Hahaha, right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
I hear 'em talkin' 'bout this
Can't fight the feeling
Hahaha, haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Leggo, look, haha
Can't fight the feeling

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Do you think I give a **** what you think about me?
I got my chin up, brother walkin' properly
Almost off them papers, so no coppers bother me
Fuck walkin' on eggshells, Father, help me please
I'm duckin' slugs, I'm in higher water so they leech
You got the game effed up, but it's all G
I choose it 'cause this music's therapeutic to my brain cells
And when I'm stupid, yeah, I lose it, I don't think well
Yeah, and for this moolah, I'm a Road Runner
You can't stop the party, boy, you won't fuck my fun up
Might just have to call them boys, then they gonna run up
Pretty little facelift, yeah, you gettin' 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 ballin' hard, nigga, hit that replay
And all my haters die slow and decay