Luyện nghe bài hát Chase the Paper

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

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

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

I'm clean as a motherfucker, still getting my hands
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 with the shanker
on, lone ranger, scope on the K, long ranger
Rather be and rich than die and be famous
Live my in the fast lane, I crash into anything
I ain't here to entertain when I let bullets sing
on, Rida Gang, slap the fuck out of you, nigga
Trying to out your pistol when you know that you're lame
You chasing these bitches instead of your paper
Niggas taking bitches while they taking your paper
I'm

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

She on my leg like a kid
She hump my leg like a pit
Pitbull in a skirt, yeah, I'm a
Now I ain't running after no broads, she stuck on my
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 beautiful death, a stunt, look
There ain't a bitch more dime me
The thirst is real, she knocking drinks to get next to me
you

You chase the hoes, I the paper
You the hoes, I chase the paper
I'm still a rider, I'm still
A nigga still hold the steel, that's how I'm
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 still'll pick a penny up
You outside chasing them throwing your Henny up
Little homie a semi up
him all after the club, tell him to ante up
Anyway, each and every day, I'm looking for a way
You owe me, you pay
Ghost, let the beretta
Hood want uncut and some better yay
I ain't pussy, never have
Hustle hard, take a break, run and get head and ass
Still robbing, still rolling, still a mask
Still popping, still slinging, still need the

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