Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Paper

uh, yeh
Rock City is the
This one is the
My Tre

Detroit came up you we hot
30 years gators and big locks
600's on chrome, you stop
we just hot

My flow go, pop like a pistol
Shit, stop, its so hard
How many times must I you how I do?
How many times I prove how I do?
You, get six million to die, choose one
Or, booya!
you can get one to ya
about to thump, when I'm thumbin this non Ruger
Something that will tear you in and times two ya
(ooh) I think you are better then me
(no) better then me
Niggas better quit believing they better then a
thats merely them breath, I dead them with ease
Now one, you can get swallowed
If you let your get you into something
That your can't get you out of
I wrote a song about it, like to it here it go
(ahhhhh haaaaaa) you very much

(Chorus)
Cause we get jumpin up in here
We don't no trouble up in here
I get my money up in here
is you with me?
(ooh) better then me
(no) I don't think your then me
(ooh) Somebody believe
Getcha Paper, Now Go

You see how my wrist it
and I'm here to get dough
You can see my shit
And if you with me (so?)
(How many?)
Hits does it take for you to me?
(How many?)
Times do I tell you its easy?
(How many?)
People I run up on, and?
(How many?)
Bout to see the gun up
Nigga, we wanna get it up jumpin
Up in here but ya'll be
We can rumble anytime, ya'll niggas talkin shit is
Try to with nothin, but a hustler
You get gutted a blunt
Or you get smoked, or like a joke
Niggas why did you lie? Like you fittin to it
I'm ize, lottery ticket? It's in the pocket
I'm high, while im on top
While I'm living, while im
I'm even able to say "while I"

(Chorus)

Detroit came up you we hot
30 were gators and big locks
600's on chrome, you stop
Detroit we hot
Young niggas fly at all times
21 and under with gangsta rides
Keep our by our sides at all times
Detroit we fly

Whoa, pause for a for the flow
up for my niggas from the D
A of silence for my enemies (tssh)
It wont turn to beef till you
Do something to me or one of my
We lay low like P and Snoop
With' high that will put you away
You don't step in front of the gun, when it's comin
it's like the abundance of like a hundred the numbers is
I'm a form, you bled warm, be gone dead
You for me, beware all, lets go
Mami robotic cause of the strobe light
up in the sky for the whole night
You can get between the thighs if it right
The perfect song for the job, and it like...

- 2X