Luyện nghe bài hát Paperwork

[Intro: Irv
talk about it, let's talk about it for one second
Shouldn't had been in a real world, the death blow?
The guy who's proclaiming to be the roughest, don dava, bully
You got beat up and spoked up and you ran to the and press charges on us
And you took on all the
That's like baby mama does
And you say, I pussy, it's you

[Chorus: Chris
Paperwork,
All these signin' paperwork, pussy
You gon' make us put you on a shirt,
All these signin' paperwork, pussy, yeah

1: Chris Brown]
Put bread up
I wanna take fade
I gotta fuck your hoe
I'ma just take your
Bitch, I'm fed up
yo' set you claim
Pull up now
nigga, let's do this thing
Y'all ain't bangers
Y'all niggas players
You don't do no
niggas ain't gangsters
Y'all niggas just
niggas ain't alpha's
Keep up fingers
Make you eat one of them
doubt us
Shit be
be wild, wild
None of tellin' the truth, damn
I see the bitch all in you,
You better be ready to shoot,
Or better be ready to move,
Jarheads the warhead
Wakin' you up my mini van
Yeah, yeah, I'ma make
A nigga, you about to tell

[Chorus: Brown]
Paperwork,
All these signin' paperwork, pussy
You make us put you on a shirt, pussy
All niggas signin' paperwork, pussy, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil
Mula,
Niggas snitchin', niggas
Niggas snakin', niggas
That's how pussys end up
Oh, did I to mention?
I was 14 on mission
I was 16 with clips
Smith & Wesson grip
Pistol on me, hollow
Kill a nigga, no
Shoot a in the head
Dye his tips, let it
Put his in a box
it out from the Fifth
Mail shit to his Momma
Or his Pops as a gift,
be rattin' on me (Yeah)
Niggas be on me (Pussy)
Niggas be gangster, him he gangster
Now I'm a homie (Huh)
I hit the from Tunechi (Yeah)
I be mailin' homie, quit
I done laid the
And I don't do paper work,

[Chorus: Chris
Pussy,
All these signin' paperwork, pussy
You make us put you on a shirt, pussy
All niggas signin' paperwork, pussy, yeah