Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Get This Paper

R.I.P., Bear that my dead homie
Fuck that shit, hey, let's get this bread, homie
Remember when they could a charge down in Atlanta
underestimate me 'cause I'm comin' from Alabama

Martin Lee, innocent, he ain't even a chance
They beat him in that boot camp 'til he died in ambulance
That boy was only fifteen years old, fuck they say he did
So tell me how I'm to feel when police killin' kids?

And then we can't get a job, ridin' we get pounds
If it ain't that coke then we get 'dro and break it down
See that ice, the dope man
Boy, better think twice that dope have you doin'

They tore the projects, so where we gon' move next?
They takin' food stamps, they stop government checks
Hey, money, my motivator, my mouth, my money
No, I don't see them haters, so let's go get paper

Yeah when you look at us, just about it
We don't own nothin, if we get money, we got a lil' few
But our family tore up, nigga, you gettin' the money
For the people in ya family ain't got nothin'
it's all said and done, what do you own?

You own nothin', you don't own you
The nigga playin' basketball, he don't own jersey
He even be in a commercial with his name on the back
So it's really all said and done
What did you do for? What difference did you make?

You see how the world changin', yeah, look so dumb, ain't it?
Wish they just kill 'em all, so now the East, they bangin'
in that pulpit, say they teach that bullshit
So how we know it's bullshit? Same niggas I to school with

Grabbin' on yo' nuts and get you merked
Well, young niggas got pistol grips
They been they killin' shit
But all some hypocrites, haters, they won't let me be
When I up to them gates, I hope you say you heard of me

Now Kendrick Curtis gone, them angels him home
gave my brother ten years, the system did him wrong
Now we're convicted felons because they us sellin'
And nine out of ten yo' friend the one who tellin'

I wanna go to Heaven, up to that Land
I need another chance, I meet that Man
Money, my motivator, my mouth, my maker
No, I don't see you haters, so let's go get this

Yeah, surprise, niggas, hey, we behind that,
Everybody me to get money
Y'all niggas ain't gettin' no motherfuckin' money,
I got millions, nigga and I'm broke, nigga
that ain't no motherfuckin' money, shit

Y'all playin' right into these hands
Risk ya life for some bullshit, huh, nigga?
yo' bank account say nigga? Oh, that's all?

They shippin' boys off, fightin' in Iraq
This soldiers in that war ain't never gon' make it back
Nigga, this the battlefield, niggas scream, "Keep it real"
Yeah, yeah, rob, steal, anything to pay bills

Hey nigga, harder, hey so we grind harder
We takin' with that cocaine comin' 'cross that border
Tryin' to make it up out ghetto life, ain't gotta be this way
Them pigs, they came and my mama do' in yesterday

I a thousand nights, I did a hundred crimes
And now I'm beggin', Lord that you don't let me die this
Money, my motivator, my mouth, my money
No, I don't see them haters, so let's go get this

Our who art in Heaven
Please Lord, forgive me for crack sellin'
Thy come, Thy will be done
These niggas

Yeah, nigga, they gave my brother ten years,
What the you 'posed to do with that, nigga?
They gave my twenty years, nigga
of fact, they gave my cousin life, nigga

I can ya how I feel, nigga
To be on that motherfuckin' stand,
Lookin' the motherfuckin' in they face, nigga
And he tell you some stupid shit like life, nigga

They sendin' y'all niggas on
Nigga the nation, nigga
niggas caught up in the motherfuckin' hype, nigga
Sellin' white, nigga

been there, done that, nigga
Nigga, I'm Mobile
Nigga, they call that [Incomprehensible], nigga
You bring yo' ass down, nigga
You ain't gon' make it,

You guaranteed to go to prison
Bein' black where I'm from,
I come from the motherfuckin' impossible,

Now y'all niggas gotta with me, nigga
I'm here, Zone 4, new motherfuckin' money,
D Boy Squad, Rich Boy, Polow Da Don,