Paper Chase
(专辑: Picture This - 1996)
[Chorus:] Paperchase, I'm on a
motherfucking paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a
motherfucking paperchase [Verse One:] I
need...mo money mo money mo, suck 'em fast suck 'em slow Even though I
gotta pay my bills I'm still on the
streets Trying to keep it real Pass that shit let me take a
hit, hoping this money ain't Counterfeit Give 'em 211 get 'em in line and let 'em 20 so(?) Cut that money let's be up, which you wanna ride, the
Benz or the
Truck Back up, get on the
one way cuz more Sundays hotter than Monday Often getting trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks Got my glock, never stick middle finger up my ass, known to blast Keep 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 black Achiever, leave her, thug and ashtray More to the
fact I'm back to the
scene, let in the
wonder Let all the
smoke out And if Luke coulda broke out Gotta make more stacks of these, so I
Z's for bud in The
breeze, ain't spitting cheese What a
freak wanna trip off, sip off the
lame with the
Game, get sick of the
man who point the
blame Still a
P-O, P-I,M-P, we be P-A,P-E-R...chase [Chorus:] Paperchase, I'm on a
motherfucking paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a
motherfucking paperchase [Verse 2:] You see my nice Mom smoking, money sloping 'tween my fo With open arms when my option is to my mission it's a
paperchase So when you face to face: mom and dollar, keep to the
Streets, hit the
joints like hollow Boy better figure if you owe them, better low then With po-po corruption on the
phone double 1-9-1-87, with A
couple of zeros I'm sitting there making dollars Verse 2
G, nigga didn't wanna holler Back to the
streets again, but a
nigga wanna go there The
game treatment so fair Crucial, in neutral, all eyes on me I'm brutal, chopping Up that paper like you know Gotta click since I
call them blue notes Shipping that paper from Earth to Pluto Get that new song Nineteen ninety-six we be paperchasin'! [Chorus:] Paperchase, I'm on a
motherfucking paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a
motherfucking paperchase [Verse 3:] I'm...checking paper like a
hunter, Belo Had dreams about running four to the
floor O.G.s in my house me in the
clause Nigga want cheese, nigga want more Bumping all the
good shit 'cause all the
good shit makes You forget about the
bad bit Now you make a
nigga match wits Never want what I
never had, 'cause I
never had shit The
basketball, the
all, the
ounce, bounce, A
to the
motherfucking K
I
smoke the
bead but they keep on calling me and they Want my apology And they fall, see it's unexplainable how money's unattainable If you play in this game So nigga never call me names when I
aim the
gun but holler: A
to the
motherfucking K
with a
motherfucking spray-ay-ay A
to the
motherfucking K
with a
spray-ay-ay It's 95 keep your ass out the
line-up Why don't you keep the
double-time up, pimp keep them lines up Help 'em talk to shiner, give me the
best wish The
paperchase be for me 'cause you got blasted with An eighth of a
key Niggas be be-coming up but come or stay away And I'll let you take your fate with three... Bullets to the
chest, put your body rest If you know P-gang going for the
G-Style Never relax, realize don't give a
one-too-many free packs Come check your ho to see I'm a G
I-get in a
sick dream Paid to pick teams in a
room full of dick fiends Much love to thugs who sacrifice their life to get greens For the
troop of 15, what the
shit mean? It's you bitch, you better save your breath, 'cause you Can't count how many days is left Let the
weed smoke, blaze, but check, until I'm ready to wreck Then a
motherfucker gonna be paid to death Because I'm going on a
paperchase [Chorus:] Paperchase, I'm on a
motherfucking paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a
motherfucking paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a
motherfucking paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a
motherfucking paperchase