Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Paper

P: Ughhh! Ha ha!
E 40: Oooo! Huh? P whats up
MP: Whats up 40
E 40: to me weepilation.
MP: Dey dont we been doin dis.
E 40: Last Last Don.
MP: Bay Area nigga.
E 40: This E Fonzareezy your weepilation up out the Yea Area
all day
erytime. dis here. Element of
Surprise. Da Don Charlie Hustle. Check it out.
E 40:
Let it be writ and said, done and
That on the month of June 1998
Fonzarellie AKA Charlie Hustleezy
And my Third Ward
the No Limit Records Headquarters and congregation
Plugged up and did a rumble together no hesitation and erased
Any Old classic memories of Northern California
Godzilla ballin and Bay stranglin and
Morning, night, day in
And near fallin asleep on the freeway
Bobbin and weavin and ditchin and dodgin po-po, force
Tryin to convince em that me and the game wasnt gettin along any
how
We had been went our ways
Shit, we been had a
In and out of court, yet
Neva was any how and engaged
Pushed in the game at a young age, in a ghetto cage
Went from any to, uh, plenty of cash
To, uh, speed chases to, uh, makin a dash
Uh, me sir can I have your autograph
And, uh, when your new droppin fool
other shit was cool
(Chorus)

Get your man, get your paper
Get your paper man, get money
Get your fettie or your scratch, get skrill
Get revvies man, get paid
Get your mail man, get your
Get your man, get your mail
Get grits, get your chettah, get your chips
Get snaps man, get paid
P:
Ughhh! Ball wit da real, wit da Gs
Started from Richmond, California to New
Game wont change, niggas cant fade me
Mama still pray for
got me sick, dope fiends and crack heads
Niggas on da porch wit tech nines and lemon heads
And all I be is a soldier
Cause Im tired of from da rollas
in da rap game and now dey cant hold us
Ghetto millionaires and blowin doja
Keep my composure times hectic
Now I own a in California, Orlando, and Texas
And still run wit the niggas
And made tapes for and drug dealas
And 600 wit a bulletproof
The ghetto Gates
The only president wit a tooth
(Chorus)

Uh, let your guards down
Always play defense neva
Cause suckas a try to your kindness for weakness
And damn sho try to shake hand up unda falsified pretenses
this
Paint a of these next events
See if you can predict what I was to say
Within the next of sentences
Technically
To to call
See right when he thought I was gone a slider
I him a knuckle ball
Back against the wall, niggas out (knockin niggas out)
Hemmed up in da corner nigga thats Im about
P:
Feel my pain, sometimes I trapped
Nigga tired of hangin in the ghetto takin stamps
Cause street life got me crazy
But I hustle cause I gotta feed a
And only God can me
And aint no nigga in this hood gone me
So when I ball Im a til I fizall
And when Im gone put my name on the
(Chorus)
[Ad-libs end]