conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Put On My Niggas with the following description: Chris Brown’s motivation in the song discusses his use of gang signs and affiliation with the gang (in particular ‘Bloods’) culture.
  In July 2014, a Blood member actually backed Chris Brown, stating that although he isn’t an initiated member of the gang, he gets a free pass for affiliation.
  
  
  
   He gave them four reasons why Brown gets a pass:
  
  “He’s hired several of them to work for him… giving their Compton community an economic boost.
  Chris comes to the hood and hangs out with them.
  He shot a music video in the neighborhood… and even included some of them in the vid.
  He donated a thousand pairs of new shoes to Compton kids."
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Compton Menace]
  Compton, what up, nigga?
  What up, what it don'?
  We ain't quittin', bro
  Aw yeah, let me hit you right back I'm in the booth, right back
  Okay, for sure
  Yeah, M-E-N-A-C-E
  Look
  [Verse 1: Compton Menace]
  Yeah, she said started out with hustlin', nothin' I can't do on my own
  At least that's what I thought until I did it on my own (Yeah)
  And never hate on the haters, just look at the motivation
  And know that the biggest winners the ones with the most patience (Uh)
  I ride high, keep my head up
  One thing niggas scared of is gettin' beat up
  At a young age, I learned how to man up
  My dad done said, “You know I had to keep my bands up”
  That sucks, sucks for real, but yeah, that's how I do it
  Niggas hate to love the Menace 'cause I'm the truest
  All I ever really known is how to get it (Ha)
  And stack this paper up and knock hoes off the sex-list
  I'm with the masses and these songs for the real niggas
  Couple hunnid off of rap, think I'm still dealin'
  And everybody tryna get a millionBut it's hard when you're one out a million that's tryna get it [Chorus: Chris Brown]
  They wanna know what I'm doing, doing, yeah
  And why I'm so addicted to the street life
  And my mama sayin', nigga, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
  'Cause all my niggas down to ride
  I'm tryna put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  That's been down from day one (Put on, put on)
  I'ma try to put on all my niggas (Put on, put on)
  (What you sayin'? Huh)
  So they can live how they want (Put on, put on)
  Put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  I wanna put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  I'ma put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  (Yeah, I see you)
  I'ma put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  [Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
  Tonight's the night, tonight's the night (Put on, put on)
  I'ma buy a hundred bottles, we gon' ball out (Put on, put on)
  All my ladies fill it up, yeah, we in this bitch (Put on, put on)
  I put my niggas on, we gon' win this bitch (Put on, put on)
  [Verse 2: Chris Brown]
  I can't stand hate how some niggas hate
  When you great ‘cause I'm on that boss shit
  Nose in the air, that's why you steppin' on that dog shit
  And while you do that, I be smokin' on that Marley
  Shit, this the function, bitch, you better party
  All my niggas in the buildin' with me right now
  Hella ladies in this section (Yeah)
  I'm 'bout to put my niggas on (Ha!)
  Everybody in the same club
  I could do this every night and never change up
  But if he reach (Yeah), I'ma reach, I'ma spray up
  I'ma paint up, I ain't gon' never have my chain tucked
  Watch a fuck nigga always tryna blame us
  Talkin' that shit just to get his name up
  A nigga on the news, guess I'm, guess I'm famous
  Yeah, nigga, we made it [Chorus: Chris Brown]
  They wanna know what I'm doing, doing, yeah
  And why I'm so addicted to the street life
  And my mama sayin', nigga, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
  'Cause all my niggas down to ride
  I'm tryna put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  That's been down from day one (Put on, put on)
  I'ma try to put on all my niggas (Put on, put on)
  (What you sayin'? Huh)
  So they can live how they want (Put on, put on)
  Put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  I wanna put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  I'ma put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  (Yeah, I see you)
  I'ma put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  [Post-Chorus: Chris Brown, 
  Compton Menace
  ]
  Tonight's the night, tonight's the night (Put on, put on)
  I'ma buy a hundred bottles, we gon' ball out (Put on, put on)
  All my ladies fill it up, yeah, we in this bitch (Put on, put on)
  I put my niggas on, we gon' win this bitch (Put on, put on, 
  yeah, look
  )
  [Verse 3: Compton Menace]
  Now look, I got niggas in the ground I still talk to
  Thinkin' ‘bout the day they left, I gotta squawk too
  Real shit when your body on that ground
  You need some help and ain't nobody else around
  Two blessings in my life, my son and my daughter
  I'm analyzin' everythin' that I ever taught ‘em
  A lot of shit done changed since I was brought up
  Thinkin' about them fucked up days when I was caught up
  Look, and everybody on that same old shit
  Keepin' up with the Joneses, that's the same old flick
  Talkin' about the classic, got it, but never had it
  Pullin' up in that Jag', nigga, can't even gas it
  I stack it up and I gotta keep it
  And every day I'm on the hustle, yeah, I'm never sleepin'
  And everybody tryna get a million
  But it's hard when you're one out a million that's tryna get it [Chorus: Chris Brown]
  They wanna know what I'm doing, doing, yeah
  And why I'm so addicted to the street life
  And my mama sayin', nigga, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
  'Cause all my niggas down to ride
  I'm tryna put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  That's been down from day one (Put on, put on)
  I'ma try to put on all my niggas (Put on, put on)
  (What you sayin'? Huh)
  So they can live how they want (Put on, put on)
  Put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  I wanna put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  I'ma put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  (Yeah, I see you)
  I'ma put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  [Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
  Tonight's the night, tonight's the night (Put on, put on)
  I'ma buy a hundred bottles, we gon' ball out (Put on, put on)
  All my ladies fill it up, yeah, we in this bitch (Put on, put on)
  I put my niggas on, we gon' win this bitch (Put on, put on)
  [Chorus: Chris Brown]
  They wanna know what I'm doing, doing, yeah (Put on, put on)
  (Put on, put on, put on, put on) On
  ‘Cause all my niggas down to ride (Put on, put on)
  I'm tryna put on my niggas (Put on, put on, put on, put on)
  I'ma try to put on (Put on, put on)
  So they can live how they want (Put on, put on)
  Put on, my niggas (Put on, put on, put on, put on)
  I'ma put on my niggas (Put on, put on)
  I'ma put on my niggas
  [Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
  Tonight's the night, tonight's the night
  I'ma buy a hundred bottles, we gon' ball out
  All my ladies fill it up, yeah, we in this bitch
  I put my niggas on, we gon' win this bitch
  [Outro: Compton Menace]
  Yeah
  Yeah
  Yeah
  Yeah
  Yeah
  Yeah