I get paper, I do it major I'm stayin' sucker free and I'm shakin' I really tryin' to hurt nobody, say what? I really tryin' to hurt nobody, say what? I ain't really tryin' to hurt Is somebody gonna get hurt up in Probably
My money get jealous, I keep the in check The checks bounce, me cash and give me mo' interest Rick Rock, now I get the goin' west 20 thou' on the ground, what'chu wanna
If I lose I roll another bet to up Keep lookin' for the dough like I ain't seen Fully the whip, that would be a plus Hop off the you know what and I'ma it up
us what you leavin' up? The dough on the Lambo' Don't try to be a or be an example Passport paper, ain't a that I can't go Haters sick 'bout to Earl like Kimbo
Go man, smack yourself silly Rubber bands never fit when I package my Overseas but I'm still the man in my city Ugh, put the on the acne like Diddy
Show you how to make 'em put the in your face Let the bones know that it's time to skate Pillsbury sho' make a lot of cake Time to show all of suckas how to paper chase
The for the paper, just rewind it back Yeah our money, cars, I be rhymin' that Stay ballin' on the like a diamondback While you in the gettin' mad because the concert packed
I get that paper, I do it I'm stayin' sucker free and I'm haters I ain't really tryin' to nobody, say what? I ain't tryin' to hurt nobody, say what? I really tryin' to hurt nobody Is somebody gonna get hurt up in here?
Two chicks to me on the 3-way Breeze blowin' in the of my breezy Woodgrain I'ma grab you see me Oakland in my like it's eBay
chicks beggin' me to come to see A No time like I ran out of If you don't go and this hotness to the DJ need a doctor and it ain't gonna be Dre
Fans tryin' to figure out and try to who The last verse of the last applied to I could tell you a lie and tell you not you But like B on the Scantron, not
'Cause y'all boys is I brush 'em off the canvas in an art room Bring it on boy, my victory's doom Your plan was to 'Samity Sam me but gone boom
I get that paper, I do it I'm sucker free and I'm shakin' haters I really tryin' to hurt nobody, say what? I ain't really to hurt nobody, say what? I ain't really to hurt nobody Is somebody gonna get up in here? Probably
Some hate to see you spendin' the new bucks You better not your animosity to us Hit gon' have the K's like Klu Klux So bring 'em to the barber that'll 'em a crew cut
That mean minus a Need to be findin' your mind of findin' some trouble 'Cause it's obvious you lost when we up out of the Ready to blitz, yup I seen you in space like a shuttle
One mil', two mil', three, fo' Stayin' hungry like I the past fo' meals Half a mil' tell a man no deal Ridin' with the type of you don't peel
Yeah, the type of weapon that jam Like most of these rappers in this game don't man Plus the homie with me is no fan Don't the drama wit'chu if you ain't bringin' no plan
I get paper, I do it major I'm sucker free and I'm shakin' haters I ain't really tryin' to nobody, say what? I really tryin' to hurt nobody, say what? I ain't really tryin' to hurt Is gonna get hurt up in here? Probably