Luyện nghe bài hát Paper

[Chorus - Jody X2
Fake be talking, real niggas get paper
Yeah nigga we gangster, who gives a fuck you thinking?
We be flipping cakes, we be whipping that soda
the streets of the A, to the home of the coca

[Verse 1 - Big
I be off, '75 Cut' dog
Trapping at the bus stop, to get this dust off
Get pissed off, the TEC talk
All at the House bathroom, trying to wipe the blood off
I been lost, throwed off
Ever since they set Wayne free, preliminary off
I'm off, in the fast lane
Driving up the lonely road hollering "real nigga get mane!"

2 - Rick Ross]
Fake niggas be talking, niggas get paper
Look hater you're hating, look at us, we
It get hotter and hotter, the the water
No remodel now, it's Maybach and no less than
I keep killers, they killing
These little fuck niggas, they keep living
Bitch we break them down, so we building
Young and blowing pounds, in the hood, making

[Verse 3 - Jody
Yeah nigga we gangsters, so what you think
I'm addicted to paper, I got money to
Lot of niggas be flexing, like they real when they
grams in the trunk, I got a paper for plates
Hit the with the product, trying not to get caught up
Nigga front, you get shot up, that's how I was brought up
Pops was a stone, so I grew a up on the corner
Nigga stones, with a bunch of stones

4 - Gorilla Zoe]
Coca-Cola, I ain't soda
Add a water, add a little soda
Yeah it's locking up, because the water's getting
Let it dry, sit it on a towel
The robbers on the prowl, I got at the window
Say the wrong shit, dog I'm shooting through the
Fuck niggas snitch, real niggas stack though
Ditto, Boyz N Da Hood, Z.O.