Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Paper Up

Ay gon' me, I don't flip, neva that
But I how to get it, I know where the money at
Them haters down, still I'm comin' up
I get money, stay true, get paper up

They see me,
Ridin' fresh with the paint, doors
Them haters down, still I'm comin' up
I get money, stay true, get paper up

Paul Wall baby, Swishahouse Spokesman
I'm crushing all like a coke can
I'm with that Damon Jones and Black Lac
In that Lac the trunk cracked, I'm swingin'
Until the collapse, I'm back, I'm stuntin'

Comin' down on gold tires, I'm on the block, it down
Like some [unverified] I keep the pokin'
I got the windows open, white cup with somethin'
wheel still what I'm chokin'

I'm on that Antwaan with Lou,
And Freddie Thug, dismantle them
And make their heads bobb, my job
My mind on stackin' a wad, these boys out here
Broads, look close, no mirage
I got for all them frauds

Ay gon' salute me, I don't flip, neva
But I know how to get it, I know where the at
Them haters down, still I'm comin' up
I get money, stay true, get your up

They see me,
Ridin' fresh with the paint, doors
Them haters talkin' down, I'm comin' up
I get money, stay true, get paper up

I'm on the block holdin' posts Jermaine O' Neal
No ice grill, just cold steel, that's a grill
I'm down for that drama so I'm to pack a cannon
A sharp seein' hittin' targets Peyton Manning

And you can catch me in the like a liquor store
those dice, let's get that dough, I'm 6-8, I'm 10-4
I got Tish from black, that tip got my back
I put elbows under the Lac and know they plottin' ta jack

Boppers know how to act
I'm leanin' back and countin'
Postin' up on big wheels, tippen lex's don't get distressed
I'm out chasin' banks, breakin' bread
And sippin' drank, accumulating, my taste
My straight and my paper chase

Ay gon' salute me, I don't flip, that
But I know how to get it, I know the money at
Them talkin' down, still I'm comin' up
I get money, true, get your paper up

They see me,
Ridin' fresh with the paint, doors
Them haters down, still I'm comin' up
I get money, stay true, get your up

My vision's so I'm grindin' all night
I gotta cup that's purple so it's oil and it's Spirte
I got some in the cage, I be shootin' them kites
Them other guys is all
Tell them suckas take a hike baby, you see future

Locs, you see them hundred
I'm on posters just one deep, ya get it, to coast
I'm candy drops, punchin' clocks
And slammin' broads, I got money Reggie Bush

My billboard got a lotta yards, I'm with that Joe
I got dro on da low, I keep tha lean for a or so
But I'm back on it, I let go
I'm down with T.Farris and G.Dat, we switchin'
of these boys ain't lastin' we still right here countin' cash

Ay gon' salute me, I flip, neva that
But I know how to get it, I where the money at
Them haters down, still I'm comin' up
I get money, true, get your paper up

They see me,
Ridin' fresh with the paint, doors
Them haters down, still I'm comin' up
I get money, stay true, get your up