Rucka Rucka Ali
Rucka Rucka Ali - Chris Brown Diss lyrics
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Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh Rucka Rucka Ali! Pinegrove Records (uh-huh, uh-huh) Serchlite Music droppin' me after this one (uh-huh, uh-huh) I heard about Chris Brown Wrapped his hands around Rihanna's neck, and choked her, left her passed out on the ground Yo Chris, I'm pissed! I'll put you on my hit list Kids look up to you! How you come to this? You know what, man? Biting arms? That's charming! You raised on a barn by your mom? Yeah! Rihanna's got the curves that could stop moving traffic I'm a tap that ass, if it puts me in a casket I heard about Chris Brown He was driving his girl around And then Rihanna threw away his keys 'Cause she found hoes on his phone And then Chris Brown bit her arm And choked her 'till she hit the ground And then he left her there I guess 'cause his ass was scared Chris Brown! If you gonna fight yo girl Rihanna, Hit her somewhere she won't remember With a swift punch upside the head And leave her outside and she'll forget You could've blamed some other ninja Now she's running 'round, sayin' you try to kill her And your ass gettin' locked up in jail With some dudes usin' you for a pillow I know, it's a, damn, shame, them using you for a pillow Here's a book on Malcom X We can lift weights together Come on, for the next ten years I convert you to Islam Allah, allah, praise him yeah, it's great His apology When they played it on TV Chris was usin' some big words It looked like his ass was scared I think that he will get killed When big dudes come for him He'll try to bite they arm Chris Brown If you gonna fight your girl, Rihanna Here's a syringe with tranquilizer Dope her up good, and she'll forget And leave her locked up inside the crib You could have used this damn syringe And then blamed on some other ninja Now your ass locked up in jail With some big dudes usin' you as a pillow I know, it's a, damn, shame, them using you for a pillow Here's a book on Malcom X We can lift weights together Come on, for the next ten years I convert you to Islam Allah, Allah, praise him, yeah, it's great I seen Chris on Sesame Street Teachin' kids they ABC's Said "Pligganese" Get these kids away from Chris Right now, Chris is into biting arms Get him away from Elmo! Chris Brown! If your gonna fight your girl Rihanna, Hit her somewhere she won't remember With a swift punch upside the head And leave her outside and she'll forget You could've blamed some other ninja Now she's running 'round, sayin' you try to kill her And your ass gettin' locked up in jail With some dudes usin' you for a pillow I know, it's a, damn, shame, them using you for a pillow Here's a book on Malcom X We can lift weights together Come on, for the next ten years I convert you to Islam Allah, Allah, Praise him, yeah, it's great Oh Ragin, Oh Baby He's Ragin Arrest him please, saying "Pligganease" He's ragin, Oh Baby He's Ragin Arrest him please, saying "Pligganease"