I get that paper, I do it I'm stayin' sucker free and I'm shakin' I ain't really tryin' to hurt nobody, say I ain't really tryin' to nobody, say what? I ain't tryin' to hurt nobody Is somebody gonna get hurt up in here?
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 dough goin' 20 thou' on the ground, what'chu wanna
If I I roll another bet to even up Keep lookin' for the like I ain't seen enough Fully equipped the whip, would be a plus Hop off the you know what and I'ma it up
Tell us what you up? The dough on the Lambo' Don't try to be a Rambo or be an Passport paper, a place that I can't go Haters gettin' sick 'bout to Earl like
Go ahead man, yourself silly Rubber bands fit when I package my scrilly Overseas but I'm still the man back in my Ugh, put the cream on the like Diddy
Show you how to make 'em put the in your face Let the yellow bones know that it's to skate Pillsbury sho' make a lot of cake Time to show all of suckas how to paper chase
The blueprint for the paper, rewind it back Yeah our money, cars, I be rhymin' that Stay ballin' on the base a diamondback While you in the crowd gettin' mad the concert packed
I get paper, I do it major I'm stayin' sucker free and I'm haters I ain't really tryin' to hurt nobody, say I really tryin' to hurt nobody, say what? I ain't really to hurt nobody Is gonna get hurt up in here? Probably
Two chicks to me on the 3-way Breeze blowin' in the of my breezy Woodgrain I'ma when you see me Oakland in my like it's eBay
Both chicks me to come to see A No time I ran out of prepaid If you don't go and this hotness to the DJ need a doctor and it ain't gonna be Dre
Fans tryin' to out and try to find who The last verse of the hearse applied to I tell you a lie and tell you it's not you But like B on the Scantron, not
y'all boys is costumes I brush 'em off like the in an art room Bring it on boy, my your doom Your plan was to 'Samity Sam me but gone boom
I get that paper, I do it I'm stayin' sucker free and I'm haters I ain't tryin' to hurt nobody, say what? I ain't really tryin' to nobody, say what? I really tryin' to hurt nobody Is somebody gonna get up in here? Probably
Some people to see you spendin' the new bucks You better not show your to us Hit have the three K's like Klu Klux So bring 'em to the that'll give 'em a crew cut
That minus a couple Need to be findin' mind instead of findin' some trouble 'Cause it's you lost when we up out of the huddle Ready to blitz, yup I seen you in outer space like a
One mil', two mil', three, fo' Stayin' hungry like I the past fo' meals Half a mil' tell a man no deal Ridin' the type of bananas you don't peel
Yeah, the type of that don't jam Like most of these rappers in this game don't man Plus the homie ridin' me is no fan Don't bring the 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 hurt nobody, say I ain't tryin' to hurt nobody, say what? I ain't really tryin' to hurt Is somebody gonna get hurt up in Probably