Paper (feat. Rick Ross)

[ti:Paper (feat. Rick Ross)] [ar:Boyz N Da Hood] [al:Back Up N Da Chevy] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] Paper (feat Rick Ross) Boyz N Da Hood Fake niggas be talking real niggas get paper Yeah nigga we gangster Who gives a fuck what you thinking We be flipping them cakes we be whipping that soda From the streets of the A to the home of the coca Fake niggas be talking real niggas get paper Yeah nigga we gangster Who gives a fuck what you thinking We be flipping them cakes we be whipping that soda From the streets of the A to the home of the coca I be tucked off '75 Cut' dog Trapping at the bus stop Trying to get this dust off Get pissed off then the TEC talk All at the Waffle House bathroom Trying to wipe the blood off I been lost been throwed off Ever since they set Wayne free Preliminary hearings off I'm veering off in the fast lane Driving up the lonely road hollering "real nigga get money mane " Fake niggas be talking real niggas get paper Look hater you're hating look at us we major It get hotter and hotter the hotter the water No remodel now It's Maybach and no less than Mirada I keep killers they keep killing These little fuck niggas they barely keep living Bitch we break them down so we keep building Young and blowing pounds in the hood Making millions Fake niggas be talking real niggas get paper Yeah nigga we gangster who gives a fuck what you thinking We be flipping them cakes we be whipping that soda From the streets of the A to the home of the coca Fake niggas be talking real niggas get paper Yeah nigga we gangster who gives a fuck what you thinking We be flipping them cakes we be whipping that soda From the streets of the A to the home of the coca Yeah nigga we gangsters So fuck what you think I'm addicted to paper I got money to make Lot of niggas be flexing Like they real when they ain't Thousand grams in the trunk I got a paper for plates Hit the block with the product Trying not to get caught up Nigga front you get shot up That's just how I was brought up Pops was a rolling stone So I grew a bone on the corner Nigga rolling stones with a bunch of stones Coca-Cola I ain't talking soda Add a little water add a little soda Yeah it's locking up Because the water's getting colder Let it dry sit it on a Bounty towel The robbers on the prowl I got killers at the window Say the wrong shit dog I'm shooting through the peephole Fuck niggas snitch Real niggas stack dough though Ditto Boyz N Da Hood Gorilla Z O Fake niggas be talking real niggas get paper Yeah nigga we gangster who gives a fuck what you thinking We be flipping them cakes we be whipping that soda From the streets of the A to the home of the coca Fake niggas be talking real niggas get paper Yeah nigga we gangster Who gives a fuck what you thinking We be flipping them cakes we be whipping that soda From the streets of the A to the home of the coca