Текст (слова) песни: C-Bo - Paper Made

[C-Bo]
My whole crew is platinum
Quick to throw it down with Magnums
We ain`t duckin` when the guns start blastin`
What`s happenin`
West Coast rollin`, Benjamins foldin`
Nigga bank accounts holdin`, more loot than the jews
And I just stepped fresh up out some county blues
Had me all on the news, cuz I`m gettin` my paper
And my goal life now is livin` it major
Coppin` Crystal, Champagne
I`m in the `Natti with the blow brains
Leavin` my mansion up in Spokane
The dope Game, was lovely
Out with the flip rollos and drop Benzes when they clucked me
Now the haters wanna mug me, cuz I`m AMG kid candy on some dub leech
But fuck them tricks cuz they haters
They stick out like short thumbs around Playaz

[Chorus 2x]
All I wanna do is get my paper straight
Roll up highways sideways out the gates
Luxury livin` baddest women and I`m straight
Back up with the flames BITCH
I`m Paper Made

[C-Bo]
I still scream "Fuck the World" _Til My Casket Drop_
I give a fuck about parole and these bastard cops
He could see me on TV coat with two glocks and a P
Cuz some bitch nigga snitched on me down in Cincinnati
I bet the bitch thought he had me
Ain`t that a bitch how niggaz trip
That nigga must have been smokin` the cavi
I won`t rest until my `Natti niggaz get him
Run up in him hit him with a blade up of in his kidney
And leave him face down, real niggaz don`t play around
Paralyze that motherfucker from the waste down
Cuz he`s a bitch turned snitch on the next nigga
On sight I`m takin` his life with the Tec trigga
And give a fuck about his kid, cuz he didn`t give a fuck about mine
When I was servin` my bid
I knew he was a flunky, punk nigga dressed like a junkie
Runnin` around with a pound of bunk weed

[Chorus 2x]

[C-Bo]
See I`m all about the cash fool
Blast to get a mill and I keep it real fool
I owe court and the streets, fuck a deal
Wanna see me cuffed and stuck in the back seat of a cop car
When I got jewels and pull more strings on a good tar/guitar than a rock star
Cop car by the UB wanna do me down like Doobie
Straight haters is what you fools be
Hangin` on my balls like newbies
You do three`s dumped outta trees is how we do these
Enemies when we WC `em down like my crew be
Pack heaters nonetheless and now better leave his
Bulletproof vest down in the Beemer
Hit `em up we lead `em then streetsweap `em
We don`t need `em
That nigga`s a bitch like Ru Paul
Whipped his with his ass you`ll be sold like blue balls
We some murderers, haven`t ya heard of the straight killa
All black, the realest on the map, mission to get the millas
Y`all best off feel me, a motherfuckin` real G
In this shit Paper Made til they kill me kill me

[Chorus 2x]

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» C-Bo - Here We Come, Boy!
» C-Bo - Dedication
» C-Bo - 4.6


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: C-Bo - Paper Made [C-Bo] My whole crew is platinum Quick to throw it down with Magnums We ain`t duckin` when the guns start blastin` What`s happenin` West Coast rollin`, Benjamins foldin` Nigga bank accounts holdin`, more loot than the jews And I just stepped fresh up out some county blues Had me all on the news, cuz I`m gettin` my paper And my goal life now is livin` it major Coppin` Crystal, Champagne I`m in the `Natti with the blow brains Leavin` my mansion up in Spokane The dope Game, was lovely Out with the flip rollos and drop Benzes when they clucked me Now the haters wanna mug me, cuz I`m AMG kid candy on some dub leech But fuck them tricks cuz they haters They stick out like short thumbs around Playaz [Chorus 2x] All I wanna do is get my paper straight Roll up highways sideways out the gates Luxury livin` baddest women and I`m straight Back up with the flames BITCH I`m Paper Made [C-Bo] I still scream "Fuck the World" _Til My Casket Drop_ I give a fuck about parole and these bastard cops He could see me on TV coat with two glocks and a P Cuz some bitch nigga snitched on me down in Cincinnati I bet the bitch thought he had me Ain`t that a bitch how niggaz trip That nigga must have been smokin` the cavi I won`t rest until my `Natti niggaz get him Run up in him hit him with a blade up of in his kidney And leave him face down, real niggaz don`t play around Paralyze that motherfucker from the waste down Cuz he`s a bitch turned snitch on the next nigga On sight I`m takin` his life with the Tec trigga And give a fuck about his kid, cuz he didn`t give a fuck about mine When I was servin` my bid I knew he was a flunky, punk nigga dressed like a junkie Runnin` around with a pound of bunk weed [Chorus 2x] [C-Bo] See I`m all about the cash fool Blast to get a mill and I keep it real fool I owe court and the streets, fuck a deal Wanna see me cuffed and stuck in the back seat of a cop car When I got jewels and pull more strings on a good tar/guitar than a rock star Cop car by the UB wanna do me down like Doobie Straight haters is what you fools be Hangin` on my balls like newbies You do three`s dumped outta trees is how we do these Enemies when we WC `em down like my crew be Pack heaters nonetheless and now better leave his Bulletproof vest down in the Beemer Hit `em up we lead `em then streetsweap `em We don`t need `em That nigga`s a bitch like Ru Paul Whipped his with his ass you`ll be sold like blue balls We some murderers, haven`t ya heard of the straight killa All black, the realest on the map, mission to get the millas Y`all best off feel me, a motherfuckin` real G In this shit Paper Made til they kill me kill me [Chorus 2x] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Paper Made: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/18970.html Все тексты песен: C-Bo » C-Bo - Hard Labor » C-Bo - Death Riderz » C-Bo - Hard Labor » C-Bo - Fo Ridas » C-Bo - Fo Ridas » C-Bo - No Pain No Gain » C-Bo - Desperado Outlaws » C-Bo - As the World Turns » C-Bo - Til` My Casket Drops » C-Bo - Forever Thuggin » C-Bo - Deadly Game » C-Bo - Gas Chamber » C-Bo - Can We All Ball » C-Bo - Bald Head Nut » C-Bo - Get the Money » C-Bo - Enemy of the State » C-Bo - Big Gangsta » C-Bo - Here We Come, Boy! » C-Bo - Dedication » C-Bo - 4.6 Рекомендуем скачать: » Madonna - don t tell me acoustic \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Mira - tick tock » Mest - Mothers Prayer » mclean don - circus song \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Melissa Etheridge - My Back Door » Mos Def - I Against I » My Dying Bride - The Thrash of Naked Limbs » Missy Elliot featuring Elephant Man - Keep it moving » Mos Def - Hater Players » molestible - sweet little girl \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Missy `Misdemeanor` Elliott f B.G., Juve - Da Real World » misc artists - play this you are gonna love it \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » misc traditional - auld lang syne \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Michael Kiske - How Many Tears » Mr. 3-2 - It`s Rough » Mellencamp John Cougar - Rumbleseat » Moxy Fruvous - Your New Boyfriend » Muse - new born \| С‚РµРєСЃС‚ РїРµСЃРЅРё Рё С‚Р°Р±С‹ (Р°РєРєРѕСЂРґС‹) РґР»СЏ Р±Р°СЃ РіРёС‚Р°СЂС‹ Рё Mp3 » Mortician - Extra Uterine Pregnancy » my bloody valentine - Lose My Breath
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