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Cassidy » I Get My Paper
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	I get-I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin you (Swizz:) Cassidy the problem, c'mon! All my people out there, gettin that cake man Take somethin out your pocket, and put it in the air like this Put it in the air like this, and say some shit like this, c'mon (Chorus:) 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! 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 (Cassidy:) Look if you deal coke and you still broke, start grindin more homes Cause I'm a drug conniseur homes In the hood good jobs is hard to find like dinosaur bones I'm tryin to start shinin more homes That's why I make 'em hurry up and buy like that china store homes Cause they'll give you time for a dime or more of stones And tellin ain't my twist, I ain't that kind of boy homes But a lot of niggaz singin like the Commodores homes I'm ridin when it's time for war homes The chrome on my hip, can flip a fully grown dinosaur homes I'm the kind of boy known to split domes when I pop the Taurus I spray rounds that could lay down a tyrannosaurus My mind like a thesaurus, I'm a shine regardless My brain a dictionary, lames I'm quick to bury I spit scriptures and put pictures on obituaries So get your own sound or hustle a home now, nigga! (chorus x2) (Cassidy:) Yeah! E'ry bar that I write like a brick of that hard white I've truly been blessed, it's a gift from the Lord Christ But yo if you livin the hard life You can't get back the hand you was dealt, so play your cars right They say you ain't promised tomorrow right? (Nope) So I stay in the street, like a deer that stay in that car lights With the high beams on and the fog lights lit I get, my lean on on some B.A.R.S. type shit Until, my cream gone I'm a ball like this In my all white tee and my all white kicks And I still toss the white on the strip that's why I floss like this With the frostbite wrist cause we all quite rich, I love this life! I threw different color ice, in my cross like Swizz And all I give broads is hard type dick; have 'em twirlin they tongue Yeah I know I got a girl and a son, but umm It's a man's world and I'm as thorough as they come - WHAT? ! (chorus x2) (Cassidy:) Yeah! I'm from a block where niggaz get it poppin at Where cats is known for boxin and poppin gats But you gotta aim low when you poppin that Cause that hot shit got kick like a soccer match I'm from where the M-1's and the choppers at Feel me where you can come to go gun shoppin at You rockin plaque, got your chain with the watch to match Watch your back if you go and you ain't got your gat Cats'll jack your pop he ain't got a strap Cats'll rob your mom if she got a stack Cause niggaz tryin to get paid And niggaz not tryin to get waged when they rockin the stockin cap Round the way they got gourmet pots of crack And you would spend like 24 for a block of that My niggaz tryin to get the cheese but no not the rat I'm from a block where snitchin ain't a option at (chorus x2)
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