Текст (слова) песни: Cream f EMP, Mac Cris - Paper Chase

Chorus 2X: (Cream)

I don`t care what people say
I`m gonna get `em for a paper chase
I don`t care what people say
I`m gonna get `em for a paper chase

(EMP)
Know I got that feeling that the pimp gone make a killin`
Droppin` them bodies off by the dozen I wouldn`t mind, makin` a zillion
Cuz there ain`t no love, like that love that`s on the down low
Always watch your back, for some of them niggas they call your kinfolk
I`d rather be broke, then one of them niggas that`s on the board
Every option that I got, got me livin` by the ????
Over here, givin` a toast, to some of the niggas that did they dirt
Nothin` wrong with recognizin` the real, fightin` and puttin` in work
I got some things I need to do, in the pursuit, in my one lifetime
And ain`t no more two-stompin` me, only grant for makin` my grind
And I`ma get in, where I fit in my nigga, we both can roll, for the ride
Sleepin` your head,
and nigga you fall to your knees when it`s time to compromise
I`m at the point of no return, only concerned with the fact
Know that I feel with this hustlin` two thousand trick,
tryin` to hold you back
On the bow, leanin` with one foot ahead and the bow, is bound to break
No more shots, no more pop,
because he`s dead and it`s time for the paper chase

Chorus

(Mac Cris)
Now smoke a blunt wit`cha boy, commit Cream got that green
Now shoot them toys wit`cha boy, cuz you know we on the scene
And put them things in your face, cuz I`m ready to catch this case
You fuckin` around with me and Cream gone do this shit today
Now get it crunk wit`cha boy, don`t front on your boy
And if you thuggin` up in the gates, let me see you get it up
Now hold it down with your nigga, when you smokin` up in the truck
Cuz you claim that you smoke pound, but you might get your shit smoked up
K to the I to the N to the G
G to the A to the T to the E
Smokin` and chokin` on swisher sweets
Keepin` you crunk and in on your feet
In this game ain`t nothin` but G`s
Fuck that shit you tryin` to plead
One in your head and then you dead and you gone fall to your knees
HEY!!!!!

Chorus

(Cream)
Now smoke a blunt wit`cha boy, smoke some fire green with me
Go and get some plastic toys I think somebody tryin` to get me
I can`t FRONT on ya boy, cuz every night I`m gettin` that green
Everybody be smokin` a pound, with the Cream on the scene
Don`t make me get crunk on ya boy, cuz real niggas they move in silence
I`ve been known for shootin` them toys in case them suckas wanna get violent
Now what`cha want from your boy? Cream olde English and some of this weed
Turnin` all of my enemies into manipulatin` fiends
But if you want it, you can get it
If you smoke it, two can hit it
I ain`t perpetratin` with it
I`m gone hit it until it`s finished
And just like Popeye eat his spinach, I`ma stay crunk off this all day
I don`t care what the people say, WEED make my paper straight
So HOLD IT DOWN wit`cha boy, don`t hesitate to get `em up
Go head and smoke up what you smoked up cuz today we gettin` fucked up
We smoke a pound up in my chevy, rollin` round we makin` credits
I ain`t messed up bout no change
We havin` thangs and I`ma remain the same
On top of the game, you niggas just can`t get crunk up like my crew do
Nigga we smoke weed like Wahoo, I get fucked up cuz I want to
Now who knew? That Cream`ll be makin` the money with niggas that get paid?
Sippin` on Dom and I parle` HEY!!!!!
Cream about that paper chase!!!!!

Chorus (.5x)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Cream f EMP, Mac Cris - Paper Chase Chorus 2X: (Cream) I don`t care what people say I`m gonna get `em for a paper chase I don`t care what people say I`m gonna get `em for a paper chase (EMP) Know I got that feeling that the pimp gone make a killin` Droppin` them bodies off by the dozen I wouldn`t mind, makin` a zillion Cuz there ain`t no love, like that love that`s on the down low Always watch your back, for some of them niggas they call your kinfolk I`d rather be broke, then one of them niggas that`s on the board Every option that I got, got me livin` by the ???? Over here, givin` a toast, to some of the niggas that did they dirt Nothin` wrong with recognizin` the real, fightin` and puttin` in work I got some things I need to do, in the pursuit, in my one lifetime And ain`t no more two-stompin` me, only grant for makin` my grind And I`ma get in, where I fit in my nigga, we both can roll, for the ride Sleepin` your head, and nigga you fall to your knees when it`s time to compromise I`m at the point of no return, only concerned with the fact Know that I feel with this hustlin` two thousand trick, tryin` to hold you back On the bow, leanin` with one foot ahead and the bow, is bound to break No more shots, no more pop, because he`s dead and it`s time for the paper chase Chorus (Mac Cris) Now smoke a blunt wit`cha boy, commit Cream got that green Now shoot them toys wit`cha boy, cuz you know we on the scene And put them things in your face, cuz I`m ready to catch this case You fuckin` around with me and Cream gone do this shit today Now get it crunk wit`cha boy, don`t front on your boy And if you thuggin` up in the gates, let me see you get it up Now hold it down with your nigga, when you smokin` up in the truck Cuz you claim that you smoke pound, but you might get your shit smoked up K to the I to the N to the G G to the A to the T to the E Smokin` and chokin` on swisher sweets Keepin` you crunk and in on your feet In this game ain`t nothin` but G`s Fuck that shit you tryin` to plead One in your head and then you dead and you gone fall to your knees HEY!!!!! Chorus (Cream) Now smoke a blunt wit`cha boy, smoke some fire green with me Go and get some plastic toys I think somebody tryin` to get me I can`t FRONT on ya boy, cuz every night I`m gettin` that green Everybody be smokin` a pound, with the Cream on the scene Don`t make me get crunk on ya boy, cuz real niggas they move in silence I`ve been known for shootin` them toys in case them suckas wanna get violent Now what`cha want from your boy? Cream olde English and some of this weed Turnin` all of my enemies into manipulatin` fiends But if you want it, you can get it If you smoke it, two can hit it I ain`t perpetratin` with it I`m gone hit it until it`s finished And just like Popeye eat his spinach, I`ma stay crunk off this all day I don`t care what the people say, WEED make my paper straight So HOLD IT DOWN wit`cha boy, don`t hesitate to get `em up Go head and smoke up what you smoked up cuz today we gettin` fucked up We smoke a pound up in my chevy, rollin` round we makin` credits I ain`t messed up bout no change We havin` thangs and I`ma remain the same On top of the game, you niggas just can`t get crunk up like my crew do Nigga we smoke weed like Wahoo, I get fucked up cuz I want to Now who knew? That Cream`ll be makin` the money with niggas that get paid? Sippin` on Dom and I parle` HEY!!!!! Cream about that paper chase!!!!! Chorus (.5x) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Paper Chase: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/17785.html Все тексты песен: Cream f EMP, Mac Cris » Cream f EMP, Mac Cris - Paper Chase » Cream f EMP, Mac Cris - Paper Chase Рекомендуем скачать: » Чичерина - Сон в канун Нового Года » Чайф - Шабенина » Чайф - Псы с городских окраин » Чайф - Всему свое время » Чичерина - Дорога » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Такие дела » Чай Вдвоем - Попутчица » Чайф - Пиво » Чайф - Не спеши » Чайф - Четверо парней » Чичерина - Точки » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Прекрасное воскресенье » Чайф - Я был солдатом » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Пригородный Блюз » Чайф - Завяжи мне глаза » Чайф - Рок-н-ролл этой ночи » Чернила для пятого класса - Люби меня » Чайф - Твои слова красивы » Чайф - Все хорошо » Чай Вдвоем - Ангел
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