Luyện nghe bài hát Chase the Paper

I'm a rider, I'm still rolling
A nigga still the steel, that's how I'm owning
You the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I the paper
You chase the hoes, I the paper
You a for love, nigga, I'm money making

I'm a baller, I'm still balling
That's times I ain't picked up, your bitch still calling
I'm super ghetto, I'm with the shit
Still pass the steel to my nigga, hit a
We still mob, niggas stuff
We still deal after deal, shit is no
He still love her, she shit
Get her a pair of Louboutins, she suck a
Still real niggas, still will
Tote the steel bitch squeal, get your cap peeled
The Mac filled, talons, hollow tips
Copper-tops, get your ass popped, watch a body

You chase the hoes, I the paper
You the hoes, I chase the paper
I'm still a rider, I'm rolling
A nigga still the steel, that's how I'm owning
You the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I chase the
You the hoes, I chase the paper
You a sucker for love, nigga, I'm making

I'm clean as a motherfucker, still my hands dirty
Bitches they wanna fuck, grab a glass, you thirsty
See I'm a gangsta, you as R&B singers
I'm at a war with the banger, in the club with the
on, lone ranger, scope on the K, long ranger
Rather be alive and rich die and be famous
Live my life in the fast lane, I crash into
I ain't here to when I let them bullets sing
Rims on, Gang, slap the fuck out of you, nigga
Trying to pull out pistol when you know that you're lame
You chasing these bitches instead of your paper
Niggas taking your bitches while taking your paper
I'm

You the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I the paper
I'm a rider, I'm still rolling
A nigga still hold the steel, how I'm owning
You chase the hoes, I chase the
You chase the hoes, I chase the
You chase the hoes, I the paper
You a sucker for love, nigga, I'm making

She on my leg a little kid
She hump my leg like a pit
Pitbull in a skirt, yeah, I'm a
Now I ain't running no broads, she stuck on my dick
I'm a different breed, it on my genes
Money in my jeans, turn her eyes green
She's dollar signs, I'm seeing reasons why
Never had to stress no pussy, I'm one of a
nigga with a gorgeous gun
You die a death, pull a stunt, look
ain't a bitch more dime than me
The thirst is real, she over drinks to get next to me
you

You the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I the paper
I'm still a rider, I'm rolling
A still hold the steel, that's how I'm owning
You the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I the paper
You chase the hoes, I chase the
You a for love, nigga, I'm money making

Ghetto niggas pick a penny up
You outside chasing them hoes throwing Henny up
Little loading a semi up
Catch him all the club, tell him to ante up
Anyway, each and every day, I'm for a better way
You owe me, you pay
Ghost, let the beretta
Hood want uncut dope and some yay
I chasing pussy, never have
Hustle hard, a break, run and get some head and ass
Still robbing, still rolling, still a mask
Still popping, still slinging, need the cash

You chase the hoes, I the paper
You chase the hoes, I chase the
I'm still a rider, I'm still
A still hold the steel, that's how I'm owning
You chase the hoes, I the paper
You chase the hoes, I chase the
You chase the hoes, I chase the
You a sucker for love, nigga, I'm making