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, that cake man
Take out your pocket, and put it in the air like this
Put it in the air like this, and say some shit like this,

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

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

- repeat 2X]

Yeah! E'ry bar that I write a brick of that hard white
I've truly been blessed, it's a gift the Lord Christ
But yo if you livin the life
You can't get the hand you was dealt, so play your cars right
They say you ain't promised right? (Nope)
So I stay in the street, like a deer that stay in car lights
the high beams on and the fog lights lit
I get, my lean on on B.A.R.S. type shit
Until, my cream I'ma ball like this
In my all tee and my all white kicks
And I still toss the white on the strip why I floss like this
With the wrist cause we all quite rich, I love this life!
I threw different color ice, in my like Swizz
And all I give broads is hard type have 'em twirlin they tongue
Yeah I I got a girl and a son, but umm
It's a man's and I'm as thorough as they come - WHAT?!

[Chorus - 2X]

Yeah! I'm from a block where get it poppin at
Where cats is known for boxin and poppin
But you aim low when you poppin that
that hot shit got kick like a soccer match
I'm where the M-1's and the choppers at
Feel me where you can to go gun shoppin at
You rockin plaque, got your with the watch to match
Watch your back if you go and you ain't got gat
Cats'll jack 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 spend like 24 for a block of that
My niggaz to get the cheese but no not the rat
I'm a block where snitchin ain't a option at

[Chorus - 2X]