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I Get My Paper lyrics

i get my paper on my block
i get my paper from my block
i get my paper all the time i keep tellin' you
(x2)
look if you deal coke and your still broke
start grindin more homes
cause i'm a drug connasour homes
in da hood good jobs os hard ta find like dinosaur bones
i'm tryi'na start shinin' more homes
thats why i make em hurry up and buy
like dat china store homes
cause they'ya give ya time for a dime or more stones
and tell it aint ma twist i'm not that kinda boy homes
but a lotta niggas singin like the commadors homes
i'm ridin when its time for war homes
the chrome on my hip could flip a fully grown dinosaur homes
im da kinda boy known ta split domes when i palm da taurus
or spray rounds that could lay down a toranosaurus
ma mind like a thesaurus
ima shine reguardless my brain a dictionary
lames im quick ta burry
i spit scriptures and put pictures on obituaries
so get your own sound
tha hustlas home now

(chorus)

ery bar i write like a brick of dat hard white
ive truely been blessed
dis a gift from da lord christ
so if you livin da hard life you cant give back the hand you was delt
so play ya cards right
they say you aint promised tomorrow right?
so i stay in da streets like a deer dat stare in dat car light
wit da high beams on and the fog lights lit
i get ma lean on
on some bars type shit
untill my cream gone and ma bar like dis
in ma all white tee and ma all white kicks
and i still toss the white on the strip
dats why i floss like dis
wit my frost bite wrist cause we all quite rich
i love dis life
i threw different color ice in my cross like swiss
and all i give brauds is hard type dick
have em twirlin they tongue
yeah i know i got a girl and a son
but um, its a mans world amd im as real as they come

(chorus x2)

im from a block where niggas get it poppin at
where kats is known for boxin and poppin gats
but you gotta aim low when you poppin dat
cause dat hot shit got kicked like a soccer match
im from where the m1s and the choppas at
philli is where you could come ta go gun shoppin at
you rockin plack
got the chain wit the watch to match you better watch ya back it'll be gone you aint got yo gat
kats'll jack ya,POP, he aint got a strap
kats'll rob ya mom if she got a stack
cause niggas tryin'a get paid
and niggas aint tryin'a get waves when they rockin a stockin cap
where im at, they got gormet pots of crack
and you will spend like 24 for a block of dat
my niggas tryin'a get the cheese but no not to rat
im from a block where snitchin aint a opption at

(chorus x2)

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