Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Paper

P: Ughhh! Ha ha!
E 40: Oooo! Huh? P whats up
MP: Whats up 40
E 40: to me weepilation.
MP: Dey know we been doin dis.
E 40: Last Last Don.
MP: Bay Area nigga.
E 40: This E Feezy Fonzareezy weepilation up out the Yea Area
all day
erytime. Like dis here. of
Surprise. Da Last Don Charlie Hustle. it out.
E 40:
Let it be writ and said, and published
That on the sixth month of 1998
E-40 Fonzarellie AKA Hustleezy
And my Third weepilation
From the No Limit Headquarters and congregation
Plugged up and did a together without no hesitation and erased
Any Old classic memories of Northern California
Godzilla ballin and Bay stranglin and
Morning, night, day in
And dang near fallin on the freeway
Bobbin and and ditchin and dodgin po-po, penelope force
Tryin to convince em that me and the game wasnt gettin along any
how
We had went our separate ways
Shit, we had a divorce
In and out of court, yet
Neva was any how and engaged
Pushed in the game at a young age, in a ghetto cage
Went from hardly any to, uh, plenty of
To, uh, speed chases to, uh, makin a dash
Uh, me sir can I have your autograph
And, uh, your new album droppin fool
other shit was cool
(Chorus)

Get your money man, get paper
Get paper man, get your money
Get your fettie or scratch, get your skrill
Get revvies man, get paid
Get your mail man, get marbles
Get marbles man, get your mail
Get your grits, get your chettah, get your
Get your man, get paid
P:
Ughhh! wit da real, hang wit da Gs
Started from Richmond, California to New
Game wont change, niggas cant fade me
Mama still pray for
Ghetto got me sick, dope fiends and heads
Niggas on da front porch wit nines and lemon heads
And all I want be is a
Cause Im of runnin from da rollas
Jumped in da rap game and now dey cant us
Ghetto millionaires and still doja
Keep my composure when hectic
Now I own a in California, Orlando, and Texas
And run wit the thug niggas
And made tapes for bitches and dealas
And 600 wit a bulletproof
The ghetto Bill
The only wit a gold tooth
(Chorus)

Uh, n-neva let your down
Always defense neva offense
Cause suckas a try to make your kindness for
And damn sho try to shake your hand up unda pretenses
this
Paint a portrait of next events
See if you can what I was about to say
Within the next of sentences
Technically
To to call
See right when he thought I was gone throw a
I threw him a ball
against the wall, knockin niggas out (knockin niggas out)
Hemmed up in da corner thats what Im about
P:
Feel my pain, sometimes I trapped
Nigga tired of hangin in the ghetto takin stamps
Cause street life got me crazy
But I hustle cause I feed a baby
And God can take me
And aint no nigga in this gone play me
So when I Im a ball til I fizall
And when Im put my name on the wizall
(Chorus)
[Ad-libs end]