'Bout My Paper

(album: Chopper City In The Ghetto - 1999)

[Talking]
Uh-huh I'm bout my feddi by all means

[Verse: 1]
Look here I be on a paper chase I'm all about my cheddar
I ain't touching the mic if it ain't five Gs or better
I plan never to fall short again
I want game
Wootay I'ma tell ya no pain no gain
I hustle hard for what I want thats how I get it
I struggle hard and if its out there I'm goin get it
If ya see CMR a dollar sign on the CD
Somewhere on there you'll see featuring the B.G.
Me and my nigga B like Suge and Pac
We getting our shine on all the way to the top
Look ain't no stopping us boy don't try
When you hear it once it ain't no secret you go and buy
You can lie bout this stunt bout that
You can't dodge these fifty shots I'm bout ta rat-tat-tat
Ain't nothin change still a busta wig splitter
Straight hustle for my chesse I'ma money go-getter

[Chorus x2]
Bout my paper my chesse so before my eyes close
I want my green ta add up ta six zeros
Get yo fetti nigga somebody playa hate split'em
Get yo fetti nigga somebody stop you kill'em

[Verse: 2]
Its all about Benjamins thats all I wanna have
Ducked off in my house with a hoe taking a bubble bath
Sparkling marble covering all my room floors
A maid in a bathing suit doing my house chores
Do not disturb sign on my bedroom door
Cuz my dick getting ate by my number one whore
Look I'm money hungry
Bout acting a donkey
No longer a junkie
I got rid of that monkey
I'm cheeky I don't want you fucking with my shit
My neck and my knuckles covered with crushed out shit
Sparkling gold cover my muthafucking grill
Pockets filled with big head hundred dollar bills
Fucking up this rap game with these wicked rap skills
And ain't far from making Gs ta making mills
I'm a treal B.G. uptown hard hitter
On the real my nigga I'ma money go-getter

[Chorus x2]

[Verse: 3]
Oh I gotta get it gotta grab it
Gotta have it
Like snorting dope but snorting coke is a habit
I gotta see it gotta feel it
Quick ta spin it
Shoot dice all day with my niggas trying ta win it
I rap hustle cuz I'm a hustling ass nigga
Also a gat totter bout busting some ass nigga
So you can play with me bout my chesse
You gotta go fool in a casket six feet deep
Selling tapes and CDs
Like selling pick threes
Ring up a million sales we done hit the lottery
I'm a benjamin chaser
Playa hata eraser
Police have no case
Cuz I do murders without a trace
I'm almost at home I done past third base
I'm playing with five figures when I get six I'm straight
If I catch yo bitch down bad I'ma hit her
Paper chaser nigga B.G. a money go-getter