Get Paid Songtext
von Joey Fatts
Get Paid Songtext
My momma said all i do is cheef
And thats that shit she don′t like
But she don't mind me runnin′ in a nigga house and movin' white
Cause she know that keep the rent right
I keep my 7 grip tight
Dog it's time to get it
Certain fiends asking niggas who got lean perscriptions
It′s not the life you chose but we got to make a livin′
Want our neck froze, so we politicin' propositions
Listen to the words of the future
Fucking with me is drunk sailing through the bermuda
Dub up in my blunt, cup lookin′ like the sewer
Pistol on my hip, so i limp when i maneuver
Juggle life when you fuckin' with them bricks nigga
You probably get knocked, fuck around an snitch nigga
So i hope you get the picture
That i′ll fuck a nigga bitch, but i never fuck with bitch niggas
Money on my mind rent kinda late
Trying to make it happen do I'm out here trappin′ all day
Stuck between a brick and a hard place
Know the time i'll face but i gotta get paid
I gotta get paid
And if they come test it i'll let that shit spray
Kim with the car dash stuffed with straight ye
And my rent late so i gotta get paid
My pops said i wasn′t going to be shit
Thats the dead nigga bought his first zip
Back in 06′
Then a nigga moved to the bricks
By 07' i was 0T takin′ trips for the flip
Young and tryin' to get rich
Catch me anywhere that currency is
About paper give a fuck bout a bitch
This shit for real, catch me grindin′ with clips
I fish scale i got doms on the strip
If all fails i got that .9 on my hip
Name a nigga more with it than me
That still in the streets George Forman grillin' the beef
My killas is cheap, my niggas out here killing for free
6 shot revolver feeling like Lebron with that heat
Niggas pattin′ there feet
Me im runnin' shit
Whole clique gunnin' shit
Get killed for who you runnin′ with
Cuttthroat gang, fuck nigga know you herd of it
Cause all my niggas merkin′ shit
And thats that shit she don′t like
But she don't mind me runnin′ in a nigga house and movin' white
Cause she know that keep the rent right
I keep my 7 grip tight
Dog it's time to get it
Certain fiends asking niggas who got lean perscriptions
It′s not the life you chose but we got to make a livin′
Want our neck froze, so we politicin' propositions
Listen to the words of the future
Fucking with me is drunk sailing through the bermuda
Dub up in my blunt, cup lookin′ like the sewer
Pistol on my hip, so i limp when i maneuver
Juggle life when you fuckin' with them bricks nigga
You probably get knocked, fuck around an snitch nigga
So i hope you get the picture
That i′ll fuck a nigga bitch, but i never fuck with bitch niggas
Money on my mind rent kinda late
Trying to make it happen do I'm out here trappin′ all day
Stuck between a brick and a hard place
Know the time i'll face but i gotta get paid
I gotta get paid
And if they come test it i'll let that shit spray
Kim with the car dash stuffed with straight ye
And my rent late so i gotta get paid
My pops said i wasn′t going to be shit
Thats the dead nigga bought his first zip
Back in 06′
Then a nigga moved to the bricks
By 07' i was 0T takin′ trips for the flip
Young and tryin' to get rich
Catch me anywhere that currency is
About paper give a fuck bout a bitch
This shit for real, catch me grindin′ with clips
I fish scale i got doms on the strip
If all fails i got that .9 on my hip
Name a nigga more with it than me
That still in the streets George Forman grillin' the beef
My killas is cheap, my niggas out here killing for free
6 shot revolver feeling like Lebron with that heat
Niggas pattin′ there feet
Me im runnin' shit
Whole clique gunnin' shit
Get killed for who you runnin′ with
Cuttthroat gang, fuck nigga know you herd of it
Cause all my niggas merkin′ shit
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