Luyện nghe bài hát Chase the Paper

I'm still a rider, I'm still
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

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

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, how I'm owning
You chase the hoes, I chase the
You the hoes, I chase the paper
You the hoes, I chase the paper
You a sucker for love, nigga, I'm making

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

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 the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I chase the
You a for love, nigga, I'm money making

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

You chase the hoes, I 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 the paper
You the hoes, I chase the paper
You a sucker for love, nigga, I'm money

niggas still'll pick a penny up
You outside chasing them throwing your Henny up
Little homie loading a up
Catch him all 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 spray
Hood uncut dope and some better yay
I ain't chasing pussy, never
hard, take a break, run and get some head and ass
Still robbing, rolling, still need 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 a rider, I'm still rolling
A nigga still the steel, that's how I'm owning
You chase the hoes, I chase the
You chase the hoes, I chase the
You chase the hoes, I chase the
You a sucker for love, nigga, I'm money