Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Up

get-I get my paper all the time, I tellin' you

the problem, c'mon!
All my people out there, that cake man
Take somethin out your pocket, and put it in the air this
Put it in the air like this, and say shit like this, c'mon

I get my on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper ALL THE TIME I KEEP YOU~!
I get my on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time I keep you

Look if you deal coke and you still broke, start more homes
Cause drug conniseur homes
In the hood good jobs is hard to find like bones
I'm tryin to start more homes
That's why I make 'em hurry up and buy like china store homes
they'll give you time for a dime or more of stones
And tellin ain't my twist, I that kind of boy homes
But a lot of niggaz singin like the homes
I'm ridin it's time for war homes
The chrome on my hip, can flip a fully grown dinosaur
I'm the kind of boy known to split when I pop the Taurus
I spray rounds that lay down a tyrannosaurus
My mind a thesaurus, I'ma shine regardless
My a dictionary, lames I'm quick to bury
I spit and put pictures on obituaries
So get own sound or hustle a home now, nigga!

[Chorus - 2X]

Yeah! E'ry bar that I write like a brick of hard white
I've been blessed, it's a gift from the Lord Christ
But yo if you the hard life
You can't get the hand you was dealt, so play your cars right
They say you promised tomorrow right? (Nope)
So I in the street, like a deer that stay in that car lights
With the high beams on and the fog lit
I get, my lean on on some B.A.R.S. type
Until, my cream gone ball like this
In my all white tee and my all kicks
And I still the white on the strip that's why I floss like this
With the frostbite wrist cause we all quite rich, I this life!
I threw different color ice, in my cross like
And all I give broads is hard type have 'em twirlin they tongue
I know I got a girl and a son, but umm
It's a man's and I'm as thorough as they come - WHAT?!

- repeat 2X]

Yeah! I'm from a block where get it poppin at
Where cats is known for boxin and gats
But you gotta aim low when you that
Cause that hot shit got kick like a soccer
I'm from where the M-1's and the at
me where you can come to go gun shoppin at
You rockin plaque, got your chain with the watch to
Watch your back if you go and you got your gat
jack your pop he ain't got a strap
Cats'll rob your mom if she got a
Cause niggaz to get paid
And niggaz not tryin to get when they rockin the stockin cap
the way they got gourmet pots of crack
And you would spend 24 for a block of that
My niggaz to get the cheese but no not the rat
I'm from a where snitchin ain't a option at

[Chorus - 2X]