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 broadz dat me
Now lets see if I can keep it heated, I spit it
Da Paper At
Run it, told you I get it
I'll run thru yo neighborhood, just to find yo address
And make you give up everything you got from under mattress
Half you is hectic, dealin with the realest
The reason why they got you in room
Without no witness and I'm runnin thru this
No who it be
So this industry better get cool with me
Cause see, men adore me
This skin, manicured, this paper
Hand it to her, don't me get Sandy do it
Mandatory and they hate that the why I chase that
Too late 'cause I'm gon get
Ain't nuttin but a 8
And ain't no getttin away from that, baby boy, I'm takin
Ain't no sense in that (one more time)
DA PAPER AT?

[Memphis
If the on, get it on my nigga
You gon form the law once the four bark,
Plus the crack you sell won't match yo
You a fifty ride supa, duke, and chill
Yo I know the street, plus I roll with the
Bleek niggaz, clap niggaz, go against the fleet
If you a poster don, how a can't eat
I live ya plus three feet deep
You villinager ass niggaz got one the fuck up
Finish no album, you fucked up
Get missin, get yo own twisted, get felt unidentified
Nigga I ain't
The is mine 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, dat paper at?

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

Now how is criminals in Bejing?
Been on the run for since 18
Beyond the seen, corookin, seen the world tooken
It's mad how I u out the game like hey, gimmie the cash
Or I let this glock pop like propane, I touch niggaz any range
Leavin them wet, I got dogz that tap and on the internet
Get a vet witout a dog, then 4000 gatz
Muthafuckaz undertand what this industry is all about
fuck that shit niggaz is crazy, got our blocks open for
There no way to hide bitch,
da paper, y'all hoez done ran out of town bitch
You better have a mil now Or I 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 tight
Consecutive low rider, 1.5
Be a part or be a victim, me an yo is the same, but me I'm gettin em
Like time is mone, nigga, you aint realizin, that every exchange I cook is in the piein
Any market up in the I'm downisizin, it's all dead in the ear like I'm prizin
What....

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Respect the my game is con
I'm rappin all them up, dismantlin them in the pond
Y'all broadz wanna the devil, fuck a Beanie Seag
That I slit his throat
Money addiction that done got me goin around like money listin
At hand is gon get you and yo man missin
See the morgue, give you more of the c-4 the transmisson
Watch him for he hit the ground
And garanteed if I you my man'll get you
And who standin wit you when he can he hit you
Cause me and Ja hittin them 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 for that?
Trust me you gon pay for that, where da paper at?

[Ja
on Come on
Ja...the Fallen angel...in the of lights
I'm the true so notice to New York's Finest
Y'all gon me wit Alzheimers, the unforgettable
Thug, slash, political, nigga, slash
Not the typical, mind you're used to
crucail, bitches get it too
I'm not hearing you, question is, do you me?
If not let me introduce y'all to Milly
It's a shame the game you played you lost
Gotta a nigga on that same line you crossed
Wit line he'll keep his fingers crossed
I can't it, I wasn't the one you wanted to go to war wit
And every I drink about it, baby, I'm turnin alkoholic
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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