Luyện nghe bài hát Paterchase

Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'

Verse

I need...mo money mo money mo, suck 'em fast suck 'em
Even though I pay my bills I'm still on the streets
Tryin' to it real
Pass that shit let me take a hit, hopin' this money

'em 211 get 'em in line and let 'em 20 so(? )
Cut that money let's be up, you wanna ride, the
or the truck
Back up, get on the one way 'cause more sundays than monday
Often trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks
Got my glock, never stick middle finger up my ass, known to
me down, where I'm from I'm known to clown
Get a dub off a nine, go get a sack, I'm back, pro
Achiever, leave her, thug and
More to the I'm back to the scene, let in the wonder
Let all the out
And if coulda broke out
Gotta make stacks of these, so I z's for bud in
The breeze, ain't cheese
What a freak wanna trip off, sip off the lame the
Game, get sick of the man who the blame
a p-o, p-i,m-p, we be p-a,p-e-r...chase

Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'

2:

You see my nice mom smokin', money 'tween my fo
With open arms my option is to my mission it's a paperchase
So when you face to mom and dollar, keep to the
Streets, hit the joints like
Boy better figure if you owe them, better low
po-po corruption on the phone double 1-9-1-87, with
A couple of
I'm sittin' there dollars
2 g, nigga didn't wanna holler
Back to the streets again, but a nigga wanna go
The treatment so fair
Crucial, in neutral, all eyes on me I'm brutal,
Up that paper you know
Gotta click since I call blue notes
that paper from earth to pluto
Get that new
ninety-six we be paperchasin'!

Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'
Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase

3:

I'm...checkin' paper a hunter, belo
Had dreams about runnin' to the floor
O.g.s in my me in the clause
Nigga want cheese, nigga want
Bumpin' all the shit 'cause all the good shit makes
You forget the bad bit
Now you a nigga match wits
Never want I never had, 'cause I never had shit
The basketball, the all, the ounce, bounce, a to the k
I the bead but they keep on calling me and they
my apology
And they fall, see unexplainable how money's unattainable
If you play in game
So nigga call me names when I aim the gun but holler:
A to the motherfucking k with a spray-ay-ay
A to the k with a spray-ay-ay
95 keep your ass out the line-up
Why you keep the double-time up, pimp keep them lines up
'em talk to shiner, give me the best wish
The paperchase be for me 'cause you got blasted
An of a key
Niggas be up but come or stay away
And let you take your fate with three...
Bullets to the chest, put your rest
If you know p-gang going for the
Never relax, realize give a one-too-many free packs
Come your ho to see I'm a g
in a sick dream
Paid to pick teams in a room of dick fiends
Much love to who sacrifice their life to get greens
For the of 15, what the shit mean?
It's you bitch, you save your breath, 'cause you
Can't count how many is left
Let the weed smoke, blaze, but check, until I'm to wreck
Then a motherfucker gonna be paid to
I'm goin' on a paperchase

Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'
Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase
Paperchase, I'm on a paperchase
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin'