Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection (paper, Paper)

Where the at?

Bone

Money ain't a I'm gonna get me some
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my nigga y'all, get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my gonna get me some
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my nigga y'all, better get your
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my gonna get me some
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my y'all, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

my thang gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better get paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Why's my babys bangin', beefin' with me, squashed it it
Better yet sustained the
Hide in the fury, but the of a broad
Dont mean youve died out of my
Im hurt, burn me baby, tie

And child hood scars, crack head niggas
I know that whod ya think you are
And here we are, we roll out over you
When its over its over, for the who hear me
Thatll get me in

Can I be closer, stay near me
we are, ain't no stars, uh huh
Can I get drunk off in some bar, without some haters
"Who do you you are?"
Im sober, I go on to win it

Shit I bet they thought we off
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy,
We in the

Remember them thuggish ruggish
Gotta get down fo my thang in
You already know when we came in we raw
what u heard and you read about us
Just what you saw

I die, I'm down to ride in the war
When you get serious
Let a nigga
then we can roll

Nigga bad to the
But I sure don't click with
And no bustas, hatas, or hoes
They up at my door
I get excited, all uptight, and

Bitches was not
Put em in a before they get me man
Krayzie, loco, insane, bang
Runnin' with the pump pump, no
We

better realize still claim
Nineteen nine the nine nine
Muthafucka, to the end and when I run out
I reloadin' and again, some mo
puttin' it down, worldwide

Them wicked bad-ass
You punk niggas us
But we trip
We get madd ass love

I show you the rapper that's sick of this
straight up toss his ass
And if he flossin' and jewelry
Rip it off his ass, keep walkin'

Thuggish ruggish till the day I die
Fuck it thats all I been all of my
Its T H U G we be

And it ain't no
Keep buckin'
Dumpin', fuckin' em bustas up my gauge
We poppin' all y'all, I'm watchin' all

Money ain't a thang I'm get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better get your
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better get your
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my gonna get me some
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my y'all, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

after time, everywhere I look
Everywhere I turn, niggas talkin' death
Like a nigga cant dream of nuthin'
But a lil bit of

Tryin' to help they
And I really blame you
'Cause I do the too
Man do what you do

But what I'mma do is keep protectin' my fool
Ain't none of niggas do it betta, ohh
And I'm of you and y'all hate it
Only the thugs keepin' it raw

Grippin' that heat tight, livin' street life
Nigga I'mma let it round and get war
Niggas is that 2-11
That's why I got for Armageddon

Lay on his knees and Im beggin'
Nigga betta shoot me and send me to
Fuck all the drama, just blast
Hollow tips off in that ass

Tha the nigga, that's pullin' the trigga
Is the nigga standin' up last
Countin' this cash, still this mash
Blowin' much as we watch you bleed

Nigga got killed fo the love of the
Now you do shit cause your 6 feet deep
Fuckin' Lay is a game you shouldn't play
Even myself I die today

I could lie, but hey it worth it
Shit, ain't none of us here to
hold my ground
And lace my boots

So it's time to shoot, then that's it
Screamin' out Mo Thug in this
And Thugs in this bitch, nigga

Its all money, yeah
get me some
Can't be fuckin' with niggas ain't got none
'Cause lately y'all been actin' funny, I guess you some money

Get out my pockets, count your shit
Its still St. wig-split
Four other niggas I run with
You don't fuck with

and dollars but still we gotta get mo
Remember in the days when we was fucked up
But not
(Uh uh, no, no)
And ain't a damn thang easy
of plannin', bus rides, and Eazy

Fo cheese, me, believe me,
And it ain't gone at the end of my time
With my Thug love, I'ma always get mine
And I mean that, gotta that, paper paper
money, money, money

Money ain't a I'm gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my nigga y'all, get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my y'all, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

Money's my thang gonna get me
Money, I'm gonna get me
Say my nigga y'all, get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

my thang gonna get me some
Money, I'm get me some
Say my y'all, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper,

You better believe we of the last
True soldiers standin in
You of me closin' the book
On this on yall, flip on y'all
I am I am the Fifth Dawg

Its all good,
paper for the whole hood
Tell em I got dibs on and kids in this
(You as, real as shit)
on my thug ass nigga Eazy-E
(Eazy-E)

Six in a six-double-o Benzo fo' the love of money
I gotta get the
I told y'all ain't a thang changed
'Bout the nigga they
My niggas, theyre and well bang your brain
Muthafucka for thinkin' he

We in the flesh
We in the
We in the flesh
We in the

And if I can go bite the
So Eazy in my
a couple of corners
Smoke out with some
Now y'all at?

century heroes

Righteous
And the Howse
Then can roll one hundred and forty four thousand