Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'
Verse
I need...mo mo money mo, suck 'em fast suck 'em slow Even I gotta pay my bills I'm still on the streets to keep it real Pass shit let me take a hit, hopin' this money ain't Give 'em 211 get 'em in and let 'em 20 so(? ) Cut that money let's be up, which you ride, the Benz or the Back up, get on the one way more sundays hotter than monday Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by them blocks Got my glock, never stick middle finger up my ass, known to me down, where I'm from I'm known to clown Get a dub off a nine, go get a sack, I'm back, pro Achiever, her, thug and ashtray More to the I'm back to the scene, let in the wonder Let all the out And if coulda broke out Gotta make more of these, so I z's for bud in The breeze, ain't cheese a freak wanna trip off, sip off the lame with the Game, get of the man who point the blame a p-o, p-i,m-p, we be p-a,p-e-r...chase
Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase
2:
You see my mom smokin', money slopin' 'tween my fo With open arms my option is to my mission it's a paperchase So when you face to mom and dollar, keep to the Streets, hit the like hollow Boy better figure if you owe them, better low With corruption on the phone double 1-9-1-87, with A of zeros I'm sittin' there makin' Verse 2 g, nigga didn't holler Back to the streets again, but a wanna go there The game so fair Crucial, in neutral, all on me I'm brutal, choppin' Up that paper you know Gotta click I call them blue notes Shippin' that paper from earth to Get new song ninety-six we be paperchasin'!
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase
3:
I'm...checkin' paper like a hunter, Had dreams runnin' four to the floor O.g.s in my house me in the Nigga want cheese, want more Bumpin' all the good shit 'cause all the shit makes You forget the bad bit Now you make a nigga match Never want what I never had, 'cause I had shit The basketball, the all, the ounce, bounce, a to the k I smoke the bead but they on calling me and they my apology And fall, see it's unexplainable how money's unattainable If you in this game So nigga never me names when I aim the gun but holler: A to the motherfucking k a motherfucking spray-ay-ay A to the motherfucking k a spray-ay-ay 95 keep your ass out the line-up Why don't you keep the double-time up, keep them lines up Help 'em to shiner, give me the best wish The paperchase be for me 'cause you got blasted An of a key Niggas be be-comin' up but or stay away And I'll let you take your fate three... Bullets to the chest, put your body If you p-gang going for the g-style Never relax, don't give a one-too-many free packs Come check ho to see I'm a g in a sick dream Paid to pick in a room full of dick fiends Much love to thugs who sacrifice their life to get For the troop of 15, what the shit It's you bitch, you save your breath, 'cause you Can't how many days is left Let the weed smoke, blaze, but check, I'm ready to wreck a motherfucker gonna be paid to death Because I'm goin' on a
Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase