Luyện nghe bài hát Paterchase

Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'

one:

I need...mo money mo money mo, suck 'em fast '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 money let's be up, which you wanna ride, the
Benz or the
Back up, get on the one way 'cause more sundays than monday
Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin blocks
Got my glock, never middle finger up my ass, known to blast
Keep me down, 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, and ashtray
to the fact I'm back 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, spittin' cheese
What a freak 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 motherfuckin'
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'

2:

You see my nice mom smokin', money 'tween my fo
With arms 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 figure if you owe them, better low then
With po-po corruption on the phone 1-9-1-87, with
A of zeros
I'm sittin' there dollars
Verse 2 g, nigga didn't wanna
Back to the again, but a nigga wanna go there
The treatment so fair
Crucial, in neutral, all eyes on me I'm brutal,
Up paper like you know
Gotta click I call them blue notes
Shippin' that paper from earth to
Get that new
Nineteen we be paperchasin'!

Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'
Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase

3:

I'm...checkin' like a hunter, belo
Had dreams about runnin' four to the
O.g.s in my me in the clause
Nigga want cheese, nigga more
Bumpin' all the good shit all the good shit makes
You about the bad bit
Now you a nigga match wits
Never what I never had, 'cause I never had shit
The basketball, the all, the ounce, bounce, a to the k
I smoke the bead but they keep on calling me and
my apology
And they fall, see it's how money's unattainable
If you play in game
So nigga never call me 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 your ass out the
Why don't you keep the up, pimp keep them lines up
'em talk to shiner, give me the best wish
The be for me 'cause you got blasted with
An of a key
Niggas be up but come or stay away
And I'll let you take your with three...
Bullets to the chest, put your rest
If you know p-gang for the g-style
Never relax, realize give a one-too-many free packs
Come your ho to see I'm a g
in a sick dream
Paid to pick teams in a room full of fiends
Much love to thugs who sacrifice life to get greens
For the troop of 15, the shit mean?
you bitch, you better save your breath, 'cause you
Can't count how days is left
Let the weed smoke, blaze, but check, I'm ready to wreck
Then a motherfucker gonna be to death
Because I'm on a paperchase

Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'
Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase