Sean Brown

Sean Brown - Hip Hop Shit ft Jon Connor lyrics

rate me

Chorus:

I see ‘em mad, but I’m riding like fuck it!

It’s the real shit was never purchased with the budget

So what you do about it, I thought you knew about it

You got a problem, what a fuck you gotta do about it?

Think the nigger want it, working while snoring

That’s why I shut it down in every city I perform it

So what you know about it? I thought you knew about it

I’m going up, and it ain’t nothing you can do about it!

I got a question for you niggers what you’re thinking now?

You know I’m taking over, by the way, I’m Sean Brown

My cousins rolling up like California…

..than the Illuminati sacrifices.

I just do it … everything around me

Got a couple Grammies on my mind, so nigger get…

Used to ball like ..till I told the pig

Kill the niggers on the beat, now my life is full of sin

Walking… you’ll be quitting the first stage

Trying to shoot…you niggers be.. like cocaine.

…this under pressure, you’re busting, you’re getting messy

..they can say whatever they want, I just take it as a blessing!

..the skies, my fate is high like the clouds in the sky

You wanna bring me down, why would you try with the sky

You’re hating the fact that I’m down with the long…

Hard work mother fucker, that’s my alibi!

Chorus:

I see ‘em mad, but I’m riding like fuck it!

It’s the real shit was never purchased with the budget

So what you do about it, I thought you knew about it

You got a problem, what a fuck you gotta do about it?

Think the nigger want it, working while snoring

That’s why I shut it down in every city I perform it

So what you know about it? I thought you knew about it

I’m going up, and it ain’t nothing you can do about it!

This is truth talent, you say you’re hungry and ..famous

My punch lines… make sure do advantage when the tooth damage

Meeting the Didi.. they will never gonna see me stressed

I’ll be eating these ..see what the chef is gonna cook up next.

Smell me, I’ll make an overdose, they gonna have my overdose

You niggers wanna be ballers, while I sit….

I spit to get the Holly Ghost, like I was spitting to hold us close

You’re trying to … the nose is broke.

You wanna touch…keep the boat float

My ..exposed, that you’re an inmate that can hold us all!

My mind is sharp, like turning a hanger to a Swish blade

My boss keep getting harder, you’re getting soft more like tenth grade.

They had to hate the fresh…

Two of you, don’t equal half of me

One of a kind, it will never be another after me

Cause this is my game!

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