Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Up

get-I get my paper all the time, I keep you

the problem, c'mon!
All my people out there, gettin cake man
somethin out your pocket, and put it in the air like this
Put it in the air like this, and say shit like this, c'mon

I get my paper on my block, I get my from my block
I get my paper ALL THE I KEEP TELLIN YOU~!
I get my paper on my block, I get my from my block
I get my paper all the I keep tellin you

Look if you deal coke and you still broke, grindin more homes
Cause I'ma drug conniseur
In the hood good jobs is hard to find like bones
I'm tryin to start shinin homes
That's why I make 'em hurry up and buy like that store homes
they'll give you time for a dime or more of stones
And tellin ain't my twist, I ain't that kind of boy
But a lot of singin like the Commodores homes
I'm ridin when it's for war homes
The chrome on my hip, can flip a grown dinosaur homes
I'm the kind of boy known to split when I pop the Taurus
I spray rounds that could lay a tyrannosaurus
My mind a thesaurus, I'ma shine regardless
My brain a dictionary, lames I'm quick to
I spit scriptures and put on obituaries
So get your own sound or a home now, nigga!

[Chorus - 2X]

Yeah! E'ry bar that I write like a brick of that white
I've truly been blessed, it's a gift from the Lord
But yo if you livin the hard
You get back the hand you was dealt, so play your cars right
They say you promised tomorrow right? (Nope)
So I stay in the street, like a deer that stay in car lights
With the beams on and the fog lights lit
I get, my lean on on some B.A.R.S. type
Until, my cream gone I'ma ball like
In my all white tee and my all white
And I still toss the white on the strip that's why I like this
With the frostbite wrist cause we all quite rich, I this life!
I threw different ice, in my cross like Swizz
And all I give broads is hard type dick; have 'em twirlin tongue
I know I got a girl and a son, but umm
It's a man's and I'm as thorough as they come - WHAT?!

- repeat 2X]

Yeah! I'm from a block where get it poppin at
Where is known for boxin and poppin gats
But you gotta aim low when you poppin
Cause that hot got kick like a soccer match
I'm from the M-1's and the choppers at
me where you can come to go gun shoppin at
You rockin plaque, got your chain with the to match
Watch your back if you go and you ain't got gat
jack your pop he ain't got a strap
Cats'll rob your mom if she got a
Cause niggaz tryin to get
And niggaz not tryin to get waged when they rockin the cap
Round the way got gourmet pots of crack
And you would spend like 24 for a of that
My tryin to get the cheese but no not the rat
I'm from a block where snitchin a option at

[Chorus - 2X]