Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Paper Up

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, stay true, get paper up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 Tish from black, that tip got my
I put elbows under the Lac and know they plottin' ta jack

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

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

They see me,
fresh with the paint, doors open
Them haters talkin' down, I'm comin' up
I get money, true, get your 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 partnas in the cage, I be shootin' them kites
Them other guys is all
Tell suckas 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' candy drops, clocks
And slammin' broads, I got money like 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 with T.Farris and G.Dat, we switchin' glass
Some of these boys ain't lastin' we still here countin' cash

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

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