Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Paper Up

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, stay true, get your up

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

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

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

I'm on that Antwaan Lou, Hawk
And Freddie Thug, them mics
And make 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 gon' salute me, I don't flip, neva
But I how to get it, I know where the money at
Them haters talkin' down, still I'm up
I get money, true, get your paper up

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

I'm on the holdin' posts like 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 seein' hittin' targets like Peyton Manning

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

Boppers know how to act
I'm leanin' back and stacks
Postin' up on big wheels, still tippen lex's get distressed
I'm out here chasin' banks, breakin'
And drank, accumulating, my Benz taste
My mind straight and my paper

Ay gon' me, I don't flip, neva that
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 your up

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

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

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

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 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 flip, neva 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, I'm comin' up
I get money, true, get your paper up