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Where Da Paper At?

アーティスト：Cha Cha  アルバム：Dear Diary 

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(Cha Cha) Hey yo, you niggaz wasn't expecting me Jump out the S.E. wit Betsy and any one of you broadz dat test me Now lets see if I can keep it heated, when I spit it Where Da Paper At Run it, told you I gotta get it 'cause I'll run thru yo neighborhood, just to find yo address And make you give up everything you got from under your mattress Half you broadz is hectic, dealin with the realest The reason why they got you in this room Without no witness and I'm runnin thru this business No matter who it be So this whole industry better get cool with me Cause see, these men adore me This light skin, manicured, this paper Hand it to her, don't make me get Sandy do it Mandatory and they hate that the reason why I chase that Too late 'cause I'm gon get that Ain't nuttin but a 8 stack And ain't no getttin away from that, baby boy, I'm takin that Ain't no sense in statin that (one more time) WHERE DA PAPER AT? (Memphis Bleek) If the war's on, get it on my nigga You gon form the law once the four bark, nigga Plus the crack you sell won't match yo bell You a fifty ride supa, duke, relax and chill Yo I know the street, plus I roll with the heat Bleek wrap niggaz, clap niggaz, go against the fleet If you a poster don, how a nigga can't eat I live ya four plus three feet deep You villinager ass niggaz got one shot the f**k up Finish no album, you done f**ked up Get missin, get yo own shit twisted, get felt unidentified Nigga I ain't bullshittin The streets is mine and I'm on a paper chase, caked up wit work Label me a heavyweight, I'm knee deep in crack, keep the gat Sit low in the acc, where dat paper at? (Black Child) Where Da Paper At? Is it in this rap shit? Do I gotta kidnap, peel out and gat slap a bitch? At one point or another I chose to do sticks I couldn't even go for hitin hoez with this dick If I thro you a brick, roll they ballz to nips When I ask where my paper at? Have my chipz If you don't have half my shit, have half this clip Dassit, unless you gon pass yo bitch I'm into pimpin murderin and credit card skams When I was sellin coke I wanted a hundred a grand You want a niggaz smoke I want a hundred and fifty grand I gotta feed my fam, f**k goin hand in hand And my kidz is gon have what I ain't have Like cash that they stashin and bubblez in they bath If you blast, then we blast first For the dinero, we leavin niggaz in the dirt (Berreta) Now how notorious is criminals in Bejing? Been on the run for indictments since 18 Beyond the world seen, corookin,



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