Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Paper Up

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

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

It's Paul Wall baby, Swishahouse
I'm crushing all competition like a can
I'm with that Damon Jones Mix-O and Lac
In that Lac with the cracked, I'm swingin'
Until the swingers collapse, I'm back, I'm

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

I'm on that Antwaan with Lou,
And Freddie Thug, dismantle them
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 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 talkin' down, still I'm up
I get money, true, get your paper up

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

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

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

Boppers don't how to act
I'm back and countin' stacks
Postin' up on big wheels, still tippen lex's get distressed
I'm out here chasin' banks, bread
And sippin' drank, accumulating, my Benz
My mind straight and my paper

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, open
Them talkin' down, still I'm comin' up
I get money, stay true, get paper up

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

Locs, you see hundred spokes
I'm on posters one deep, ya get it, coast to coast
I'm slabbin' drops, punchin' clocks
And broads, I got money like Reggie Bush

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

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

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