Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Paper

P: Ughhh! Ha ha!
E 40: Oooo! Huh? P whats up
MP: up 40 boy?
E 40: to me weepilation.
MP: Dey know we been doin dis.
E 40: Last Deezy Don.
MP: Bay playa nigga.
E 40: This E Feezy your 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 month of June 1998
Fonzarellie AKA Charlie Hustleezy
And my Third Ward
From the No Records Headquarters and congregation
Plugged up and did a rumble together no hesitation and erased
Any Old classic memories of Northern California
ballin and Bay stranglin and hustlin
Morning, night, day in
And near fallin asleep on the freeway
Bobbin and weavin and and dodgin po-po, penelope force
to convince em that me and the dope game wasnt gettin along any
how
We had been went our 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, trapped in a ghetto
Went hardly any to, uh, plenty of cash
To, uh, high speed chases to, uh, a dash
Uh, excuse me sir can I have autograph
And, uh, when your new album droppin
That other shit was
(Chorus)

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

Uh, n-neva let guards down
Always play neva offense
Cause suckas a try to make your for weakness
And damn sho try to shake your up unda falsified pretenses
this
Paint a of these next events
See if you can what I was about to say
Within the next couple of
impossible
To hard to
See when he thought I was gone throw a slider
I him a knuckle ball
against the wall, knockin niggas out (knockin niggas out)
Hemmed up in da corner nigga thats what Im
P:
Feel my pain, I feel trapped
tired of hangin in the ghetto takin food stamps
Cause street life got me crazy
But I hustle cause I gotta feed a
And God can take me
And aint no nigga in this hood gone me
So when I ball Im a ball til I
And when Im put my name on the wizall
(Chorus)
[Ad-libs until