Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Paper Up

Ay salute 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

see me, posen'
Ridin' fresh with the paint, open
Them haters talkin' down, still I'm up
I get money, true, get your paper up

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

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

I'm on Antwaan with Lou, Hawk
And Freddie Thug, dismantle mics
And make their bobb, that's my job
My mind on stackin' a wad, boys out here chasin'
Broads, close, it's no mirage
I got somethin' for all them

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

They see me,
Ridin' fresh the paint, doors open
Them talkin' down, still I'm comin' up
I get money, true, get your paper up

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

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

don't know how to act
I'm leanin' back and stacks
Postin' up on big wheels, tippen lex's don't get distressed
I'm out here chasin' banks, breakin'
And sippin' drank, accumulating, my Benz
My mind straight and my chase

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

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

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

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

My got a lotta yards, I'm with that Poppa 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 with T.Farris and G.Dat, we switchin' glass
Some of these boys ain't we still right here countin' cash

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

see me, posen'
Ridin' fresh with the paint, open
Them haters talkin' down, still I'm up
I get money, stay true, get your up