Luyện nghe bài hát Where Da Paper At?

[Cha
Hey yo, you niggaz wasn't me
Jump out the S.E. wit Betsy and any one of you dat test me
Now lets see if I can keep it heated, when I it
Da Paper At
Run it, told you I get it
'cause I'll run thru yo neighborhood, just to find yo
And you give up everything you got from under your mattress
Half you broadz is hectic, with the realest
The reason why they got you in this
Without no witness and I'm runnin thru this
No who it be
So this whole industry better get cool me
see, these men adore me
This light skin, manicured, paper
Hand it to her, don't make me get do it
Mandatory and they hate that the reason why I chase
Too late I'm gon get that
Ain't but a 8 stack
And ain't no away from that, baby boy, I'm takin that
Ain't no in statin that (one more time)
WHERE DA AT?

[Memphis
If the war's on, get it on my
You gon form the law the four bark, nigga
Plus the crack you sell won't yo bell
You a fifty supa, duke, relax and chill
Yo I know the street, plus I roll the heat
Bleek niggaz, clap niggaz, go against the fleet
If you a poster don, how a nigga eat
I ya four plus three feet deep
You villinager ass niggaz got one the fuck up
no album, you done fucked up
Get missin, get yo own shit twisted, get unidentified
Nigga I ain't
The streets is and I'm on a paper chase, caked up wit work
Label me a heavyweight, I'm knee in crack, keep the gat
Sit low in the acc, where dat at?

Child]
Where Da Paper At? Is it in rap shit?
Do I kidnap, peel out and gat slap a bitch?
At one point or another I to do sticks
I couldn't even go for hitin hoez with dick
If I thro you a brick, they ballz to nips
When I ask my paper at? Have my chipz
If you don't have my shit, have half this clip
Dassit, unless you gon pass yo
I'm into pimpin and credit card skams
When I was coke I wanted a hundred a grand
You want a niggaz smoke I want a and fifty grand
I gotta feed my fam, goin hand in hand
And my kidz is gon what I ain't have
Like that they stashin and bubblez in they bath
If you blast, then we first
For the dinero, we leavin in the dirt

Now how notorious is in Bejing?
Been on the run for indictments 18
Beyond the world seen, corookin, seen the tooken
mad how I shook u out the game like hey, gimmie the cash
Or I let this glock pop like propane, I niggaz from any range
Leavin them wet, I got that tap and invest on the internet
Get a vet witout a dog, then sell 4000
Muthafuckaz don't undertand this industry is all about
fuck that shit niggaz is crazy, got our blocks open for
ain't no way to hide bitch,
Where da paper, y'all done ran out of town bitch
You have a mil now Or I toss yo wig
Turn yo species to allices, now here wintness, real niggaz do crimes
Wit black pieces, my game is at it's deepest and I'm rhymin
Consecutive low rider, 1.5
Be a part or be a victim, me an yo objective is the same, but me I'm em
Like time is mone, nigga, you aint realizin, that every exchange I cook is in the piein
Any market up in the street I'm downisizin, it's all dead in the ear like I'm
What....

[Throw
the compition my game is con
I'm rappin all niggaz up, dismantlin them in the pond
Y'all broadz wanna touch the devil, a Beanie Seag
That bitch I his throat
Money addiction that done got me goin around like money listin
At hand is what's gon get you and yo man
See the morgue, give you more of the c-4 the transmisson
Watch him for he hit the ground
And if I miss you my man'll get you
And fuck who standin wit you he can he hit you
Cause me and Ja them shit that you were scared to do
Wit me and Ja runnin yo shit, go shit yop u do
It's too late for that? You gon stay for
me you gon pay for that, nigga where da paper at?

[Ja
on Come on
Ja...the Fallen angel...in the of lights
I'm the true so take notice to New Finest
Y'all gon remember me wit Alzheimers, the
Thug, slash, political, nigga, spirital
Not the typical, average mind used to
Mentality crucail, get it too
I'm not hearing you, question is, do you me?
If not let me y'all to nine Milly
It's a damn shame the game you played you
Gotta a nigga on that same line you crossed
Wit that line keep his fingers crossed
I can't call it, I wasn't the one you to go to war wit
And every night I drink about it, baby, I'm alkoholic
Gotta shop?, Call it
Somebody died for the Not you and I?
and you stay scared, I see it in yo eyez...
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