Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase
one:
I need...mo money mo money mo, 'em fast suck 'em slow Even though I pay my bills I'm still on the streets Tryin' to keep it Pass that let me take a hit, hopin' this money ain't Give 'em 211 get 'em in and let 'em 20 so(? ) Cut money let's be up, which you wanna ride, the Benz or the Back up, get on the one way 'cause sundays hotter than monday Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by them blocks Got my glock, never stick finger up my ass, known to blast 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, leave her, thug and More to the fact I'm to the scene, let in the wonder Let all the out And if luke coulda out Gotta make more of these, so I z's for bud in The breeze, ain't cheese What a freak wanna off, sip off the lame with the Game, get sick of the man who point the a p-o, p-i,m-p, we be p-a,p-e-r...chase
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase
2:
You see my nice mom smokin', money slopin' my fo With open when my option is to my mission it's a paperchase So when you to face: mom and dollar, keep to the Streets, hit the joints like Boy better if you owe them, better low then With po-po on the phone double 1-9-1-87, with A of zeros I'm sittin' there dollars Verse 2 g, didn't wanna holler Back to the streets again, but a nigga wanna go The game treatment so Crucial, in neutral, all eyes on me I'm brutal, Up that like you know Gotta click I call them blue notes Shippin' that from earth to pluto Get new song Nineteen we be paperchasin'!
Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase
3:
I'm...checkin' like a hunter, belo Had about runnin' four to the floor O.g.s in my house me in the Nigga want cheese, want more Bumpin' all the good 'cause all the good shit makes You forget the bad bit Now you make a nigga wits Never what I never had, 'cause I never had shit The basketball, the all, the ounce, bounce, a to the k I the bead but they keep on calling me and they my apology And they fall, see it's 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 with a It's 95 keep ass out the line-up Why don't you the double-time up, pimp keep them lines up Help 'em talk to shiner, give me the best The paperchase be for me 'cause you got with An of a key Niggas be be-comin' up but come or away And I'll let you take your fate three... Bullets to the chest, put your body If you know going for the g-style Never relax, realize give a one-too-many free packs Come your ho to see I'm a g I-get in a dream Paid to pick in a room full of dick fiends Much love to thugs who sacrifice life to get greens 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, until I'm to wreck Then a gonna be paid to death Because I'm goin' on a
Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'